Watered- down By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
Sun shines into my pupils releasing the pain within.
You can watch it pour out.
It feels like blood.
Thick and warm.
Free from it's cage, it flows to my palm where I raise it to the sky and close my fingers.
Sifted through my skin, it's become watered down flowing more freely than ever before.
I move my hands and let it run into the river of pain that surrounds the earth.
The only one with a rough childhood I am not,
But my story is unique to me, so I'll tell it and see if you relate to me.
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