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    dots Submission Name: Can't Keep My Blood Inside My Bodydots

    Author: Latin King
    ASL Info:    31/M/Los Angeles
    Elite Ratio:    2.39 - 104/232/145
    Words: 142
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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       Someone assaulted me in my neighborhood and I just want to describe how my whole family has become victim to violence that the police leave unnoticed.

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    dotsCan't Keep My Blood Inside My Bodydots

    Growing up in a world,
    Where the wicked rule the streets,
    Seems to consume and swirl,
    My mind's inner peace.
    Almost laced with hospital sheets,
    Or even worse,
    The Coroner picking me up,
    From that cold pavement;
    All cold, and stiffed.
    Happened to be my only fear;
    Worse than hanging by a cliff,
    When you know for a fact,
    That death is so near.

    My life escaping my body,
    Thinking of my loved ones,
    Vision now cloudy,
    I needed to fight for my life,
    Or dear Lord I'm done.
    Being born again,
    I forgot where I came from,
    Held so strong,
    Knowing that,
    Nobody wants me gone.

    My family's blood have shed,
    On the same cold streets;
    This world has turned fleshy,
    Thus bloody,
    And you and I know,
    That In reality,
    I can't keep my blood,
    Inside my body.

    Submitted on 2011-03-29 18:03:30     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      very impressive! you created that real 'cold and stiff' atmosphere in this poem that can be pictured effortlessly.. the last lines drain something out of the reader, the words fall with relentless thud, like a realization a person does not want to have but it forces its way...
    | Posted on 2011-03-31 00:00:00 | by ShiveringFire | [ Reply to This ]
      this something coming straight out of the heart...really touching. i had pneumonia once and i can remember not being able t breathe and the pain in my ribs as i struggled for breath, everything just going blank as i shivered inside...you described such an experience so well in the second stanza.
    | Posted on 2011-03-30 00:00:00 | by Amma | [ Reply to This ]

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