I feel it consume me whole,
like a hungry wolf devours a rabbit.
It courses through my veins,
like an overflowing river races rapidly through its confines.
My eye sight goes blind,
my mind blank,
my skin numb,
my ears ring.
Then I through the first punch.
-For Anna
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Things I Learned From Her
PoesíaA collection of poetry. Some poems might be dark, others warm and inviting, but we'll see.
