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Prose Challenge of the Week #34: Use the following sentence within a piece of poetry or prose. “We all bleed the same.” The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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Crimson Division

You say they're criminals, murders and thieves. 

They say that this flag means nothing anymore.

Society says who is oppressed right now.

But I am the one who says my worth

And we are who says enough is enough.

All our veins are blue until exposed to pain, corruption hate and tragedy; red staining once great countries. 

Because when you lose, i lose. 

When you die, a part of someone dies with you.

When you hurt someone, does it help your pain?

Because no one is in this world alone.

When you shed tears you're not the only one.

Stop disgracing this world with hate and pain, spread love until there's too much of it in the world. 

Don't make yourself a victim because you are NOT as helpless as society makes you out to be. Don't let them take away everything that is uniquely you or believe you need to change for anyone.

Divided we fall but UNITED we stand.

Because we all bleed the same. 

So what color are these issues because i only see one, crimson: for that is the only one that matters. 

When you're in need of blood, what does color matter.

When tragedy strikes, we are not race, gender, color or identity.

When it boils down to it we live and die the same. Death doesn't discriminate. 

So when people start realizing that we all bleed the same, that is when we can start working together to to stop the bloodshed