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We, Now
Read more: We, NowListen to the Spoken Word version of this poem *** We don’t wake up to start a new day anymore, We wake up to go back to bed, again. We don’t remember which day it is anymore, We are slowly losing the concept of time. We’re imprisoned in our own homes, We’re captive of our…
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Fear
Read more: FearUntouched, unbothered, unscathed, Yet the labyrinth of unknown prevailed. Scattered consciousness, unbathed, The known train of thought derailed. Unwind and winged, imagination, Formed. Cryptic, unfathomed, loose Like strands of hair, unruly, untidy Filled up the sharp air. Unwillingly, We ought to give in to the nothingness. Unraveled alleys of a crooked mind, Explored to the…
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Love Lockdown
Read more: Love LockdownShe whimpers in the middle of the night. No, this isn’t the first time. I’ve heard her silent cries before. “Does she call my name?” Her eyes have lost all shine. Her youth has fallen over time. I see her unruly thoughts, Unwinding, unravelling, uncluttered. This spring has been the toughest, His shadow…
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3:19
Read more: 3:19If this is the end of the world, I wish I had spent more time with my family. If this is the end of the world, I wish I hadn’t opened up about me. I wish I trusted less people, I wish I had more faith in me. If this is the end of the…
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Scars
Read more: ScarsThere she is, the fallen angel, With her broken wings and dreams. There she is pondering in silence, The Devil couldn’t hear her screams. There she is, burying her face, Far from lies and utter disgrace. She removes her veil; sunken breath, She looks ravishing after his kiss of death.
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