Empathy Post author:monami mukherjee Post published:October 31, 2016 Post category:All / Uncategorized Post comments:0 Comments My shadow lurks behind meOn a crooked plain I tread Nailed prophet oozes bloodAccursed wounds refuse to heal My heart morphed into plastic toyIncessantly beats the shit out ofEvery vessel that leads to its chamber. You Might Also Like Crossroads October 31, 2016 French Influence on English Language December 7, 2020 montage October 31, 2016 Leave a Reply Cancel replyCommentEnter your name or username to comment Enter your email address to comment Enter your website URL (optional) Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.