These poems of mine
continue to haunt me from time to time.
I just can't let'em go.
They wreak havoc upon my mind,
a few are stuck inside,..you know?
Many of them ancient now,at least ten years or more,
i'll never forget as I penned them,..all the pain,and tears,..oh,so many tears,
the release of that primal roar.
Oh!how that primal roar left me feeling as though i were not human,
to say the very least.
As though in a dream like state,where love was beauty,
i some kind of demonic beast.
Written by;W.J.Gerhardt🕊
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W.J.G.🕊 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When I wrote this most of my poems were at least ten years old,and I had been reciting them in my head daily,..wreaking havoc on myself,and not being able to forget about them,about my pain. And that primal roar I released,..well I'll never forget it.
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