Mind Burst Poems
Monday, February 27, 2012
Sitting arcoss the room from you, I feel like I suffocating you.
Taking the air you need to live, like a ghost haughting you.
Like my hands are wrapped tight 'round your neck.
You gasp and choke, clawing at my hands desperately.
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