My heart thumps as I hear the news
it stresses itself trying it's very best to push the blood around my body.
This is when I wish I can stop this process to taste the sweet satisfaction of leaving this cursed land we dwell on.
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PoesiaTake my words as an offering from one reader to another - •These are kinda shit so don't expect some Edgar Allan Poe shit - •Post as I write because I don't have the time or patience for a schedule - •Collection between small and long poems - •N...
