The Grace Of God The sun, Hidden behind the blanket of the suttle, dark…
Escape
Escape
by Cristian Jenkins
I blacken my lungs
to escape reality.
Why must I go back?
This poem makes me...
- Think (44%)
- Smile (11%)
- Somber (22%)
- Surprised (0%)
- Feel a Connection (0%)
- Inspired (22%)
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