Shot Down and LiberatedA Poem by AngelicaOne gulp after another to take it all away. Fire burns in my throat as it caresses the gash where
Numb and ill; poison circulates through my mind,
All the strikes, all the hits, all the blows, the pain is too much
With one quick movement I am liberated from this world. © 2008 Angelica |
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Added on February 15, 2008 |