We all bleed the same colour.
Red.
Our veins,
Capillaries,
And arteries,
All bleed out the same colour.
Red.
So what's the point?
We all bleed the same colour,
So why are we torn away,
And discriminated by the others?
CZYTASZ
Just A Mess
PoezjaI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
