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Feb 2015
I am the dark,
I am the sea,
I sit in silence,
Through the cinematic breeze.

Visions of the aesthetic,
The mentalism of fear,
A lovely lullaby,
The nyctophobia gear.

I am an art piece,
Painted in black, grey and white,
Kept in the archive of the dismissive,
On spacious 104-8C.
© 2015 Izzah Batrisyia
Izzah Batrisyia
Written by
Izzah Batrisyia  Malaysia
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