Treasures Covered In Ink

so i thought i would start off with some poems.
Many of my poems turn out to be random, sensitive or confusing. But hopefully they'll be good enough for you to enjoy.

If you find that a poem is to sensitive please don't read it.

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7. I can't breath...come home, please?

It's clawing at my heart,
oh god...I can't breath...I can't...
It's tearing the muscle apart, that beats faster and faster,
And faster,
Within my chest.

I'm in agony,
Oh please make it stop,
Give me your lips.
Yes.
Your lips,
give them to me,
let me kiss them gently.
Oh god I can breath...
I can breath and you are home,
You're home.

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