aching bones beneath my skin
fuzzy thoughts won't let me in
aching feet and aching lungs
wheezing heart and painted thumbs
headache beating in my brain
skull reverberate with pain
pencil crayons paper scrap
releasing tension freeing trap
breathe in nice and easy now
out of hell and safe and sound
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Poetry Book 2
Poesíajust a bunch of poetry, started january of 2020. we'll see how far it takes us. I basically just post random ass poems I create, not in any promised order. it just happens. this is book two - I stopped book one after one hundred poems. I think I'll...
