The pain that I suffer is hurting,
Its beating between my strength and sweat with anger pushing within,
I bear to look at the furious face coming towards me with his body
Coming forward breaking me in pieces,
The pain starts and the deepest cut begin without protecting
The body,
He is my weakness and my pain
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Imagination Lines(poems,book 1)
PoetryExplore the world in my imagination. Imagine the words as if you're saying them.See through my eyes with a bit of every line coming through as a stream.I'm full of ideas and topics. They're original and made by me with my rhyming dictionary, I know...
