I read a book, am vortexed in with no escape; my face contorts, eyelids frost, breath comes short, body longs, heart stop-starts. Who’s to say too much won’t kill me? Who’s to say I care?
Related Keywords: Me Book Care Short Body Face Escape
Related Authors: Martin Luther King, Jr. Maya Angelou Buddha Nelson Mandela William Shakespeare Marilyn Monroe Mahatma Gandhi
