EnflamedA Poem by Sad Unc Days 3562Nerves, and Nervoz. Chocolate, ash. A crisp day, hard exercise. Crying in to a spicy dish. Worry, and twisting guts. Dust of existence. Rubbing. These are a few of the things that make my face go red. And hands dry.
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Added on January 9, 2026 Last Updated on January 9, 2026 AuthorSad Unc Days 3562AboutFinally cracked, and the pain is spilling forth is this a good thing? more.. |

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