i stand still,
bullets, knives, and arrows
jammed in me with
rightful reasons.
i may stumble, crawl, drag
but i will not lay
and stop.
even to rest, no
not me, i will move
on.
go on now.
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bodies ➳ author
Poetrypoems that i've written, one line song lyric(s) at the end of each. the poems are meaningless and just "describe" that've happened.
