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 Apr 2015 Banda Dipuo
tlhago
I write
 Apr 2015 Banda Dipuo
tlhago
I write
to hide
away
from the
terrors of
the world.
I write
to sink slowly
into the terrors
of my mind.
I have so much to say, however, you won't listen.
Fear
Distrust
Bad blood
More blood
Bitten dust
Angry eyes
Lots of eyes
Story fires
History bleeds
Baltimore streets
Burn in madness
When asked how we should mourn him
Freddie didn’t speak
I miss you,
I miss the way that "I love you"
Slipped sleepily from your lips.
Our romance, when it starts again, ends like an incomplete _
True criminal, I sold my soul and stole it back.
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