Poems from Da_1
I
find
myself
running
tripping
over
the
bodies
left
by
that
horrible
beast
I
still
get
chills
reliving
the
torturous
screams
the
smell
of...
Even as
The darkness
Crashes through
Hoping that
A friend
Comforts you
I'll be there
Even if
My arms
Are broken
And I'm
Unable to
Grab on...
The sky
Is like
My ❤
Blue
Yet I
Feel rain drops
On my
Face
I feel
Them swim
Across my
Lips
The taste
Only highlights
What I
Hide
Behind my...
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include the weekend (2)
makes seven(7)
tomorrow @ 12 am is the 31st
which makes eleven(11) since
my life was...