Tears of Sanguis

Just random poetry and stuff that I come up with.

Sunday, February 26, 2017

Poetry: To Bestow

My muscles tense in memories that my brain wants to forget.
I’m not wanting this yet
The feelings can’t go away
The memory won’t dim
The throbbing can’t stop
There’s no way to avoid it
Yet again my body betrays me
My mind is full of lackluster
I lack all energy
I guess I’ll surrender
Posted by Unknown at 7:33 PM
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