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Medusa Bleeds
by Edward Racey
She’s alone,
so I feel that she’s afraid.
Turned to stone,
all of those who look her way.

Could it be,
that nobody understands?
Could it be,
that she only needs a friend?

Medusa bleeds, and no one is ever there.
She bleeds, and there’s not a soul who cares.
Medusa bleeds.

She’s afraid,
and so I feel that she’s alone.
Look away,
or forever live in stone.

Could it be,
that no one really knows?
Could it be,
there is more than that which shows?

Medusa bleeds, and no one is ever there.
She bleeds, and there’s not a soul who cares.
Medusa bleeds.

Could it be, could it be,
that all she needs is just a friend.
Medusa bleeds,
and she will bleed until the end.

Medusa bleeds, and no one is ever there.
She bleeds, and there’s not a soul who cares.
Medusa bleeds.

Could it be, could it be,
Medusa’s bleeding for a friend.

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Visitor Comments (from the Voting form)
WANDA
It really touched my heart. I know a dusa myself also known as fay. reading this poem made me laugh so hard i had to pee! it touched my heart and my soul
Vivvy
I loved this poem. very well writen. I enjoyed every word of it. It made me cry. But maybe I could be medusa. Thank you for writing this poem
Syms
Your poem has a lot of meaning and it's true. so often people are judged on what's on the outside only. good job:)
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