Biscuit Poem By Zozwaa
The depth of agony you feel when
Someone says that you've eaten all the
Biscuits.
The pain coursing though
Your body
Disabling you
Taking your
Reality into another
Sphere that
Doesn't exist
Trying to find your
Existence in your mind
Makes living
Bearable and content.
It's toxic. One word
Biscuits.
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