it pains
like a chain with thorns
sliding through my heart...
it pains...
like a chain with thorns
sliding through my heart...
it pains...
"Words flow when there is an emotional exuberance or a mental tightening. What ever the feel, My love is poetry and its the mirror I look myself at"
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