I have always felt like I am trapped in another man's shoes.
The faceless man that drowned in his sleep beside me,
The man I shot in cold blood,
The man that lost his father and his brother on the same night.
I can still see the violence when I close my eyes.
I can still taste the earth in the middle of the night.
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Embody Me
PoetryA series of emotional poems that aim to make your soul feel something.
