When I was

in poetry •  7 years ago 


I am only able to give you anxiety and anxiety but your fatigue I never heard of. . .
As a song of my sigh. . .
The old woman was just burdening you
Nine months. . .
Grab your darkness on your night. . .
When I was still. . . so lumps of meat. . .
Give life in your womb. . .

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