The sun is burning on my skin
I wish a lake to drown me in
I wish some ice to cool me down
The heat is killing all my sense
I wish some rain to bring an end
To this warmth that drags me down
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Loe
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Poetry For The Poisoned
PoetryRandom poetry, written at random moments on random days making an odd collection of poems from an adolescent-to-grown-up struggling with depression and the meaning of life, while using poetry to cope.
