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 May 2020 Hafsa
BAYA
Cave of rage
 May 2020 Hafsa
BAYA
Tonight
Tears robbed my frame
Of its tender mien
I am but a tremor
Of a stormy weather
Wrath has taken seat
Kindled a fire in
And is resting crossed legs
In shadows and ill rest
Tomorrow
I might be part-living
Risen by the sunshine
That smothered in the lie
And unmasked the feelings
With a kiss to my eyes
don't like your options
so you reject them
not interested in questions
so you resort to deflection
beat down on me
till i gag at my reflection
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