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  Mar 2023 Modelrolex Augustine
Everything starts
As a blank canvas
Just waiting
To be given meaning
I give meaning to myself
  Mar 2023 Modelrolex Augustine
Scattered books and pens
A noose hanging from the roof
The ink running dry
First attempt in Haiku,
I wrote it a couple months ago during the final exams.
I didn't feel like writing today.
I was afraid I'd say the unsaid.
I dont wanna face the truth,
I dont wanna give up on us.
Why cant you come back to me,
And be the way it's supposed to be?
But alas I'm a poet. I must write.
I am buried
beneath an emotion
that does not have my name
on it.
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