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I'd just thinking, another one to my literary aberrations
Category: Writing and Poetry
My heart is in my stomach My stomach is in my throat My throat is a knot From the knot that ties it Tears fall from my wretched eyes My larynx is slowly becoming abstracted My mouth tastes like iron My lips are destroyed My mouth tastes like repressed thoughts, censored feelings My left arm is a little less revealing On it there are only scars telling a story that has already passed Tha... » Continue Reading