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These hands that tremble and this mind that hallucinates
This body that suffers the chills of a winter night in the broad light of day.
This heart that palpitates and yearns for a pinprick of the venom
This happening that cripples my core that harms me
Oh so much more!
These lungs that struggle fighting the wrath of temptation
The eyes that twitch blur the visions of the reasons for redemption
This sickening tremor that seems sees no end
Causes unending suffering to the little girl locked deep within
Lost in a chamber in the absoluteness of the life
Behind at the very beginning of time
Before the poisons of life took away her voice
She still survives, with innocence in those eyes.
Save Me! She cries with all that is left of the breaking heart
All across one healthy living, every once, these words that jingle
Elaborate the mask of affliction to win the war against this addiction.
-y.v
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Desiderium
PoetryAn echo lost in time asking the soul to dance to expressions of joy and laughter narrated by language. Poetry - Celebration of Art & Emotion.
