Why must I be this flesh and blood?
A body so weak even time reaps
A body so weak my heart even sleeps
Why must I be this flesh and blood?
Why must I be so weak and frail?
My blood runs red in endless rivers
My bones will break in endless slivers
Why must I be so weak and frail?
Why must I be this flesh and blood
And weak and frail and timid and tired?
Why can't I be strong and brave and full of life
Made stronger than flesh and blood?
Why am I doomed to flesh not desired?
Why am I doomed to a life of strife?
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Poems Don't Always Rhyme
PoetryJust poems and Sonnets and other literary stuff to waste time and empty feelings. ×WARNING× They do get better as you go they kinda suck at first this was a learning experience >_<
