Succumb poetry · writing Succumb 21st March 201726th November 2022 Jade Edge Oblivion calls – promising to be like the sweet blissthat comes from closing your eyes to hidefrom the light when a migraine strikes. The ache has grown too great.I’ll accept the push of fate.It hurts less in the dark. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like Loading... Related Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like Loading...
Beautifully penned!
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Thank you 🙂
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