you frighten me more,
than the face of death that
stares into my soul,
and the pits of hell that will
burn through my bones,
because you make me feel.
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Think. || A Collection Of Poems
PoesieA collection of poems that I wrote one day that mean something to me.
Emotional.
you frighten me more,
than the face of death that
stares into my soul,
and the pits of hell that will
burn through my bones,
because you make me feel.
