The CycleA Poem by Kenzi Griffin
My body shakes.
My vision slowly dies. The feeling of weakness Slowly spreads throughout. My hands shake Numbness surrounds. My knees collapse. My eyes open slowly. My body aches As I lie on the floor. I stand up. And the cycle begins again.
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4 Reviews Added on January 2, 2013 Last Updated on January 2, 2013 AuthorKenzi GriffinILAboutI love writing. I write poems and stories. I love to sing. Most of my poems are based off of feelings and experiences. I'm a girl and my favorite color right now is purple :) I am in love with pop roc.. more..Writing
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