AnxietyA Poem by Lyssa MarieIf it was a color, it would be black; as dark as a nightmare. If it was a smell, it would be as pungent as burning brimstone. If it was a taste, it would taste like lead; poisoning my mouth. If it was a sound, it would be as shrieking as a siren shattering your ears. ~AS~
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2 Reviews Added on January 8, 2017 Last Updated on January 8, 2017 AuthorLyssa MarieAboutwriting to me was a way I could tell my story, my thoughts, and a way I could express myself without the interruption of others. more..Writing
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