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Does a fight— Clear the air Or leave a bad taste In your mouth? A quiet room, a soft light, amidst a dark gloom, two voices—neither right Both trying to flee, Just doing it differently, Finding it hard to agree, A hand clutching a shoulder gently. The fingers getting shrugged off Silence just broke A loud scoff Taming anger, trying not to choke Then you beg one another to stay Yet there is nothing left anymore Nothing you can say That was so uncalled for So the air might be clear But still I fear To speak Now, that everything is bleak
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Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 10:05 AM UTC
Clear the air
Does a fight— Clear the air Or leave a bad taste In your mouth? A quiet room, a soft light, amidst a dark gloom, two voices—neither right Both trying to flee, Just doing it differently, Finding it hard to agree, A hand clutching a shoulder gently. The fingers getting shrugged off Silence just broke A loud scoff Taming anger, trying not to choke Then you beg one another to stay Yet there is nothing left anymore Nothing you can say That was so uncalled for So the air might be clear But still I fear To speak Now, that everything is bleak
So we had to express our opinion for English class and I thought I’d write a poem, so this piece raw and unpolished, which I kinda love, I really miss writing random **** down whenever.
#fight#help#quiet#clear
DorotheaDaisy
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DorotheaDaisy
15/alternate universe
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 10:05 AM UTC
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