Source: We Heart It

Source: We Heart It

Pain…

Breathing in cold air
until my lungs ache
Walking fast only makes
it hurt more…
Everything…
Head…
Lungs…
Legs…
Heart…
 
Try as I will
there is no escaping
The PAIN…
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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