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Chronic
I feel sick
A constant twinge
A soft uneasy sigh...
My memories
A painful past
The things I thought I knew... a lie
And in my eye
A bloody mess
Seeping gushing gore!
Mutilated - my insides
And filled with oozing sores.
There are things that are worse than death
The things that eat till nothings left
The evil thoughts that haunt the mind
The secrets that unwind
Couldn't agree more evil
Couldn't agree more evil thoughts, hate anger, all so very self consuming and damaging. A bit gory this poem but a good read and I enjoyed reading this poem.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Thanks so much!
Thanks so much!