Veins

Blue Blood

By Elizabeth CripePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Break my skin and see

my blue veins bleed like my heart

broken in pieces

sad poetry

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Elizabeth Cripe

I have lived an incredible life! I've travelled the world, was an English teacher, lived through multiple life threatening illnesses and accidents. I am the CEO of a non-profit, a mom of two amazing kids, a proud linewife and a Jesus lover.

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