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Blood Hydrangeas
July 23, 2013
My conscious lies above my body cold
That had been mine before the cold harsh storm
Hydrangeas were dyed red from flowing
Hidden blood from others naked eyes
I lay still underground, safe from the cold
Sliently, my arms reach for the clear sky
My breathe cut short without visble air
My life about to end shortly here, now
My white bony fingers reach throught dirty soil
By then i'm quietly sliently no more
© Sindi J., Westminster, MD
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