This is where she could drip blood
if it could drip
outside of the body,
but she is internal.
Penetration can happen if lead solders
make contact.
On a bluish/gray scale,
she was never meant to be loved,
or touched,
or shot out of a pistol
well below the speed of sound.
maggiemaeijustsaythis 
This is magic:
she was never meant to be loved,
or touched,
or shot out of a pistol
Beautiful!
Thank you!! I appreciate the comment so much!
This is astonishingly beautiful.
Thank you Emilia….I love that name.
Interesting poem.
Yeah my writing tends to be a little different most of the time lol
I hear the sorrow and the horror in this poem.
firefly
I’m happy to see you here again 🙂 Thank you for the comment!
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Splendid, Re-blogged this.
Thanks Anthony!! Much appreciated, my friend!
Excellent… Your poem is beautiful and captivating!. All the best to you. Aquileana 😀
To you as well, thank you for stopping by.