Pain deeper than the ocean
inside your body is commotion
at this point you wish there was a potion
the mind is blank body moves in slow motion
you begin to feel hopeless zero devotion.
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Poems Upon Poems
Poetry"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
