if
only one
word could escape
my brain and dive
unto this page i would
be free from you and the
anguish that you serve across my heavy
chest filled with imaginary demons clawing at the
testaments branded across my heart meant to bind this
tumble weed spirit running across these streets without end of
misery
Fabulous shape poem. Also resonating with me right now. Psychology through poetry – thank you.
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thank you friend xoxo
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