![]() For the sickA Poem by Wraith.
A case of the shakes
hollow in the jaw Scraping bones Dragging the cadaver black and bruised Such indecision Close the blinds They only make you feel nauseous and place your shoes close together The sky is revolving I have become timeless This black is starless
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2 Reviews Added on March 26, 2015 Last Updated on March 26, 2015 Author![]() Wraith.warwickshire, United KingdomAbout“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been.. more..Writing
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