Waiting.
So still for a bomb to go off
In the quiet silence.
The air thickens with every drawn breath. Tighting around like a python hugging its pray.
Losing feeling numbing pain.
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Collection of my writing
PoetryHi there. This book is a collection of pieces I have written and been wanting to post them. Some are short stories and others from a scenes that were in my head and small pieces of poetry. ( what I think is poetry) Hope you enjoy!
