Unbeloved

I'll swallow poison, 

Until I grow immune. 

I will scream my lungs out, 

till it fills this room. 

Tired of being burned alive, 

Tired of the biting pain. 

Yet still on I burn, 

Through snow and rain. 

I'll walk on till my body gives out, 

though I fear that's not far enough, 

to make a statement at all. 

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[Kim's Poems]

wow, so powerful and quite the amazing read