Poetic Form: Bio Inquired: 2024 March 13 Image: Van Gogh
#1: The Cravings Cull the cravings have come back ... and, they are so more restless ... at my finger's edge ... they cull at you--an easy picking, know they their victim's all ... but their unrest is incomplete ... in me ... they never rest ... like now ... constantly, the cravings are insatiable and the only way I knew, was to fight and so I drew ... I drew, I drew, I drew, as I fought the way I knew ... The casualty of a heart hurts and seems to bleed clear tears from this enigma. It harrases an assuming face coldly hand-held serene. Triumphs there's more coming, isn't from
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