Cursed. Poem by Hannah York
Cursed.
Terror racing through my veins
Fear, infectious like burning pains
Clutching up towards the light
Won't give up without a fight
Stripping back down to the bone
Now you realise you're all alone
Searing pain all through the night
Don't desert your worthy plight
Lightning bolts and thunder burst
Masochism is my curse
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