AngstA Poem by CBHYeah I don't knowYou feel the dream like an apocalypse. The thrill of everything Turning into nothing Don’t over stress, they say Don’t you want to suffer? Of course I want to suffer We’re all humans. That’s what I’m made for. © 2017 CBHFeatured Review
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