HeatA Poem by Sarah
Heat, my worst enemy
Its pleasure is my pain
I can’t get away
It traps me with its flames
My body coats itself with sweat
Every cell screams
My mind is begging for release
I can feel my skin melt
My eyes are out if focus
The world is spinning and I can feel it
Make it go away, my lips utter
Rains please come this way
Won’t this
© 2008 Sarah |
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Added on February 7, 2008 |

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