DEPRIVED

Fri, 08/20/2021 - 19:10 -- Swizzie

Pains nurge my eyes,Agony throbs my thighs,Affliction chokes my breast,Anxiety grips my chest. My  head beats rhythmically,What can free me physically?These pains flog me brutally,Casually, I glide into misery. Being deprived of my feelings,I fight free of these dealings,They curse me my freedom,Only can I be set free by wisdom.

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Me
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