The PlummetA Poem by Gitana DeneffA sickness sweeps over me Like a cold knife plunging into me When fear suddenly latches onto me And my acid legs collapse from under me. Now the rusty blade works its way through me As my life flies right past me While the stinking poisoned bugs crawl on me Rotting in me So my world can dissolve Around me. © 2011 Gitana Deneff |
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1 Review Added on May 27, 2011 Last Updated on May 27, 2011 Tags: sickness, sick, plummet, depression, sad AuthorGitana DeneffCypress, CAAboutI love writing. I really hope that I can make a career out of it... I tend to look everywhere for inspiration. The world is my oyster and it has treated me well, helping create my beloved compositions.. more..Writing
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