Saturday, October 22, 2011



"A hero hurts, bleeds and suffer just like you and I. But yet, they still care"

I sit behind a closed door
Heart in hand, bloody and sore.

- Numb -

Bandaged up. Once more
I dig even deeper than I had before.

Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

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