![]() Black bloodA Poem by terry smithpoison makes its way
through my veins like a Panzer through polish streets leaving my life's highway in ruins I become a pincushion for every lab tek nurse and phlebotomist walking the halls of this sanitized hell leaving me guessing is the cure worse than the disease © 2021 terry smith |
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2 Reviews Added on March 19, 2021 Last Updated on March 19, 2021 Author![]() terry smithAboutBooks by Terry Smith Bathroom Graffiti Angel Vomit Sid & Mary (Opal ) a journey into the wasteland available on Amazon Happily Married more..Writing
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