Wish there were proper words,
express -
manic explosions filling chest hurt,
confess -
Searching eyes can deem much worth,
suppress -
Speaking out precisely takes restless work;
Unconditional urges saddle mind,
numbing -
Uncontrolled surges tattle wipe,
dreaming -
Instilled upon drastic episodes sadder,
buzzing -
Continuing mark left to feast amidst silver platter.
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Grim-filled Lullabies
PoésieThis particular poetry collection will feature more darker, moodier elements than my other collections. Since I have a rather potent darker side - I have to get it out in some form or another. Copyright © 2016-2019 By T. A. Hinson All Rights Rese...
