I want to feel you burn my lungs. I lust after that perfect poison. Make my monochromatic gray world temporarily vibrant again. Fill my cold bones with that euphoric warm sensation. Send me some place better than my own mind.
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Mind Poems
PoetryThis is a growing collection of poems I write myself. I encourage anyone to critique and give me ways to improve. A special friend convinced me to publish them. The poems contents are my thoughts at the time of writing. Even if there isn't such thin...
