Waiting On A HeartbeatA Poem by Brandon Taylor-Black
I need to get laid.
To rest. Put me in a coffin, let my soul ascend Time bleeds A femoral flow Waiting on a heartbeat With ethereal tones Fingers linger Cold to touch I wish to God this smile I wear, didn't hurt so much Ghosts vanish Memories remain Behind the bars of my prison They cannot escape ... © 2019 Brandon Taylor-Black |
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Added on December 25, 2019 Last Updated on December 26, 2019 AuthorBrandon Taylor-BlackHuddersfieldAboutI write for pleasure, and for therapeutic reasons...it relaxes me. Why exist in the real world when my own world holds such splendor? That's enough about me though, please, read away, and if you f.. more..Writing
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