CrushedA Poem by ErosNthanatosTake your hand and reached for your beating heart down your throat. So for a moment it may cease too beat so that pain would stop.Theres goes an instance © 2015 ErosNthanatos |
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2 Reviews Added on June 14, 2015 Last Updated on June 14, 2015 AuthorErosNthanatosNew York, NYAboutI breath a not so very fresh air I consume a not so healthy diet I sleep under the same stars I gaze under the same moon I see, hear, feel, and smell the scents I process the stimulants and cha.. more..Writing
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