it came out of your lips as easy as a feather
but it cut deep, stung like a knife
it cost you a few extra seconds of breath
but it cost me my whole life
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Poetry"when i cannot see words curling like rings of smoke round me i am in darkness - i am nothing." - virginia woolf, the waves sparks of thought and glimmers of ideas, encapsulated in words. note: some blackout poems are published in here and will be i...
