Heart 2 racingA Poem by ATTIKITAnother sin on my mind It makes me feel better than being alive It helps me deal with all this pain inside My heart pulses with the sin Promised to never touch it again It always leaves my body dead and sore Yet somehow I want more... I feel the weakness about to consume me And no this time I don't mean trees It seems I wont get back on my feet...
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