Oxygen deprived kiss
A reflection that don't exist
Mouthfuls of toxins infesting my frame
Pierced with defects
Extracting a slice of me
Restricting strength
Bruised by a caregivers hand
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 1:50 AM UTC
Oxygen deprived kiss
A reflection that don't exist
Mouthfuls of toxins infesting my frame
Pierced with defects
Extracting a slice of me
Restricting strength
Bruised by a caregivers hand
Those who are tired and ready to be free of pain. So many slipping away, to this awful disease. Violating the soul. Thinking of my brother and several others. May peace be within you all.
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