Traveling right now, and the change of food is playing mean tricks on me...
Poisoned
Thoughts of losing you make me upset
From the pain, my forehead is now wet
You offered a thrill
Now I'm taking a pill
Food poisoning I'll never forget
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Five Year Poem Plan - Part 1
PoetryI am going to attempt to write a poem a week for five years! It is a personal resolution that I am making public in order to hold myself accountable.
