I creep along at night
When you've been thinking too much
I can hit you hard
I will drag you down
As far as I can manage
And I will never
Fully let go
Of your feeble emotions
I will gain control
And will make you wish
That you never lived.
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Poetry for Dying to
Thơ caThis is a poetry book mainly consisting of freelance poetry and deep thoughts. It may make you think about the deeper aspects of life. It will not be complete any time soon, but will be added to as time goes on. Everything here is mine, and mine on...
