i am craving a thrill of adventure deep within the crevices of my soul
Every day i feel as though i have a fever
A fever that causes a burning desire to shape inside me
To actually go outside and touch grass
But i'm too lazy to get up from my bed
And so here I rot as the fever consumes me entirely.
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Author:
DeadRose (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I've been dying to let myself loose
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Powerful work.
Never know, you might enjoy it.
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