Life's to me, in knives <br />Cutting to me, in slice <br />It wasn't blood that flowed then <br />But, A stream of emotions and feelings <br />That whimed through <br />Leaving past a dead soul, a dark hollow <br />No more groans, no cries <br />There's no hopes to follow <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Naveen Kumar<br /><br />naveen kumar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-was-nt-blood/
