life
walked up to me
death
walked up to me
from life to death
he walked up to me
tirelessly
unaware of the impact
he'll have on
my delusional soul.
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YOU ARE READING
that flower feeling
PoesieI'll write till my hands bleed and then with my bleeding hands I'll paint the thoughts I couldn't express, hoping, begging the lord for mercy, begging you to understand. ------- Well this is just a poetry book. I hope y'all enjoy reading it...
