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Poetry

Him

Fire in my veins.

My energy drains.

Too numb to think.

Can’t even think.

Weight on my shoulders

As heavy as boulders.

My lungs collapse,

Ready for another relapse.

He’s my sweet honey.

Burning through money.

My wave of doubt.

One I can’t live without.

My world dims,

Need my dose of him.

He’s my very breath

And my kiss of death.

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by melody.heald13

A writer with a dream. I've been writing since I was a kid. My dream was and still is, to become a published author. Reading and writing are my passions.

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