Blood, Glass, and Time
Blood, Glass, and Time poetry stories
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sedehaven
sedehaven I am writer. Hear me starve,
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Memory lives in a glass cage.

Blood, Glass, and Time

Memory lives in a glass cage.

When it breaks, the shards can cut-

bleeding time into mind and heart.

Time is the name we give

to the blood of our memories.

It becomes the glass

that cages mind, hearts, and memories.

When memory breaks free of those glass cages

and bleeds into us-

glass, blood, and time-

we all become vampires of our own pasts.

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