How do you, feel pain..?
Agonies just miseries plaything.
Disturbing, corruption is carelessly ignorant.
Crash, dying in the escapse's deception paralyzed.
Blurred, awake in the distortion reach wrecked.
Intangible, fading in the static roar..
Of a radio blaring...
Quiet dead.
Author's Notes: Once again thank you to anyone reading!
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{A Poetics Collective}-Mini/Short Poetry-Ranged in themes.
PoetryThis is new found to me but wonderful.So that is what these poems will be, the little special ones. Some of them will come from my background poetry that I write randomly but happily. Thanks for reading this and I hope you are amused and this will b...
