The squeeze wrung out the flesh of her mouth, the tang of bone relishing.
Her chest was all gore, the carnage a silent butchery as she carried every desperate attempt for a better life as a growing vicious thing on her body.
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Screaming Into The Void
Poetry#1 in poetry :) #1 in free verse :) Have you ever felt like it was the end? Like today was just a bad day? That no matter how many times you believe that something can happen that it just might not? That no one gives a damn at all? That all you do...
