heartA Poem by Wraith.
Gut emotions
conjuring a hurricane of slurring vomit crunches and pushes against your stomach lining heaving, crushing, blood machine Brain damage from lack of sleep Are we all built with the will to self destruct or is it only me I want to scream out my thoughts are back I must remain quiet Don't let them look down on me separate beings
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Added on July 17, 2015 Last Updated on July 17, 2015 AuthorWraith.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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