Poem

The Bleeding Could Not Be Stopped

The bleeding could not be
stopped
The man could see
through the pain
The people who were
among his closest
He could tell from
the grief in their faces
His last minutes had
almot passed
And there he lay
finally at peace
His soul rose
into the air

by Marcello Souza, 13 years

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