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Alifmun Jul 2019
Who am I?
I don't know
A concoction of
Different races
And language
A Frankenstein of
Word and cultures
Ignored and despise
By pure blooded
This poem is written from my personal perspective. Mixed blood always got treated differently
Alifmun Jul 2019
Emotion brew within
A concoction of colours
Swirling like a vortex
A blend of emotions
Ready to burst and
Bring damnation
Only to be
Drown out
By crimson tears
Flowing down
My wrist
What happen to your emotions?
A.N : I'm not good at making titles
Alifmun Jul 2019
he came to me
with a crooked smile
I let him in
and smile with him
now i'm searching
someone who will
smile with me
My first poem go easy on me

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