How i miss you soA Poem by Matthew Ian Herrawood WI'm not particularly proud of this poem and I feel like its unfinished. The pain we feel when we are not with the one person we love more than anyone or else is unbelievably huge.
How I miss you so
My still Beating heart Ripped from my chest 100 Sharp knives Soaked in my Blood Invisible Lion Claws Scraping over my face Skin torn from my back By a whip with sharp hooks Sleeping on a rack And stretched till my joints broke
At least that’s what I feel when I’m missing you © 2014 Matthew Ian Herrawood WFeatured Review
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Added on July 15, 2014Last Updated on July 15, 2014 AuthorMatthew Ian Herrawood WA Town, South Australia, AustraliaAboutA Introduction to my Realm Trilogy About the Author Matthew W is 24 years old (November 1 2016) and lives in South Australia. He has been writing and reading for a long time. Because he was su.. more..Writing
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