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Jan 2021
bloodsucker
night terror
ghosts that haunt the sheets
I sleep under

black heart
bleeding ink
desperate to write, but the words
won’t cut loose from my throat

black cloud
black dog
biting
teeth bared, ready to taste blood

I sink deeper into misery
looking for a hand
to pull me out of this ocean
of despair
Really depressed today, so writing is hard!
Emma Elisabeth Wood
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Emma Elisabeth Wood  F/UK
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     Riz Mack, TSPoetry, Traveler and ---
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