If I close my eyes tight enough,
Put the right music on the speaker,
I can almost see the rays of glistening sun,
I can almost feel her soothing warmth.
I so badly need to be revived from this sickening winter,
I'm afraid I'm just unable to survive it much longer.
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Death by Words: A Selection of Poetry
PoetryA collection of poetry written by me (that, as always, demonstrates my mental deterioration and inner dialogue).
