(By Lu_Autumn)
His Hands around my Throat
He is straddling my Hips
The Grip gets tighter
My Vision less
Breathing shallow
My Screams hollow
A Tear runs down my Face
While my Soul lifts itself into Space
Eyes closed Body heavy I hear him say
I'm sorry Love but we will meet one Day
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Poems and Thoughts
PoetryThis book is a collection of my self written poems and some of my thoughts. For me writing is healing cause it helps me get stuff outta head.
