AcidA Poem by ChloeSing the song of willows Let the pain begin to fade Allow the fake relief to take over The mind sets into content
Let the numbness begin to fade Feel the air leave the lungs The jasmine scent no longer appealing Panic arrives, as fast as the poison
Copper invades the senses Pain too great to express Minds become hazy with confusion The cure becomes the killer
Sing the song of willows Let the pain begin to fade © 2013 ChloeAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChloeForest Hills, NYAboutI'm a down to earth young woman who happens to love the art of the quill. more..Writing
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