Panic

A Poem by Diana Dirvariu

bitter and dry the love lies float,

and sweat builds firmly, quick devote.

the lace turns tightly ‘round our necks,

and smooth, sharp knives leave crimson specks.

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Anxiety can make one feel like that...nicely done.

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Added on December 30, 2012
Last Updated on December 30, 2012
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