Poetry:: Help needed!
Artwork by @lightoj
Today, I lost it
I mean I couldn't control it
Intense fear
Sweating profusely
The intensity was high
It burns
The scorching pain I feel
My heart raced against time
It pumps faster
I could hear every beat
I lost it, anger and fury
Took control
Shred me into pieces
Whatever is left, I now use to write.
Written by @lightoj.
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Another pleasingly poetry from you, hope steemians will enjoy your content.
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