examsA Poem by inkstainedsoul
the dread, the fear
of something near the snarl, the hate of an upcoming date. weak heart, sore eyes, that you come to despise. shakey legs, tattered soul, the stress is taking its toll. you're just so goddamn tired, everything is making me ired. longing to go home, oh please just leave me alone © 2015 inkstainedsoul |
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Added on April 27, 2015 Last Updated on April 27, 2015 AuthorinkstainedsoulUnited KingdomAbouthey! would love to hear your opinions on my work, any tips are appreciated :) more..Writing
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