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daphne Jan 2021
i am so desperate for his affection
that if he held out a cup of poison
i would've accepted it with glee
convincing myself the burn it left
was his dose of warmth for me
daphne Jan 2021
often times
she felt like a splotch
daubed carelessly
with splashes of paint
an accidental smear
in a canvas of his artistry
every intricate detail
resembling a complex puzzle
viewers strived to complete

the art connoisseur cannot help
but stagger back in disbelief
acrylics stained his fingertips
calling her beautiful mishaps
the most wonderous masterpiece
  Jan 2021 daphne
Khoisan
Though time has built
an
endless warp
of
suffering and pain
the
ancient dust of Africa
is
breaking down the chain
can you hear
the
winds of change
shifting
through the brain
the
ancient dust of Africa
makes
diamonds
in
the
falling
rain
a message of hope to all parents
Of
the
Third world child
daphne Jan 2021
tea is my solace
the dainty cup offers warmth
when your heart felt cold
daphne Jan 2021
you build them up so high
using my back as a foundation
making me strain under the weight
of this unbearable pressure

isn't there mercy, mother?
even for your own daughter?

but then you'd remind me
nobody invests in failures
birthed from their own incompetence
daphne Jan 2021
your surroundings appear aesthetic
by virtue of your existence.

and i tend to ruin everything i find beautiful.
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