Unic Cjonr Poet ABC

I Feel

Till death.

I will not part.

Pre-post of a mortem.

Again, nine never sides by ten.

Inverted by my broken heart.

Inserted by the needle.

Poisoned veins.

Venomous brain.

I am slain.

I will obey.

To the man in the mirror.

The one person I know.

The one filled by terror.

I scream.

I see.

I feel.

Not.

I feel.

Nothing.

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