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A Poem by inkstainedsoul

the dread, the fear
of something near
the snarl, the hate
of an upcoming date.
weak heart, sore eyes,
that you come to despise.
shakey legs, tattered soul,
the stress is taking its toll.
you're just so goddamn tired,
everything is making me ired.
longing to go home,
oh please just leave me alone

© 2015 inkstainedsoul


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Added on April 27, 2015
Last Updated on April 27, 2015

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inkstainedsoul
inkstainedsoul

United Kingdom



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