Poems from Polkaspottedsweater

Nothing is wrong But everything is Everything is empty I am empty Aside from the pain, I am hungry Wanting Needing But what?
Looking down Left Right No eye contact They are looking They must be looking Something is wrong Something must be wrong Oh goodness,...
My story is strange, It goes on forever The past is easily forgotten But it actually never is The flesh still feels the wounds The flesh...
That she is me Her hair glistening in the sunlight Making red and gold out of the brown Her legs white as clouds Becoming the shade that...
The snake and the poison The claws and the scars The fire and the burn Swift! But not really Painful! But not really The poison Scars Burns...

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