Death can be impatient.

The power within: unit 13.

Ghoulish?

I used to do a lot of drugs…

Reading a story about a man who was so much in love, finding out his partner was abused for many years. He extracted the revenge he thought it warranted – in a way he was right but to take the life of another is not the way. This is what promoted the writing of this short poem.

As the title says…

Something is bothering him within himself. He thinks he is going to lose a friend but ends up sticking with the person in the end.

Another holiday poem.

Original poem.

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