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Born
Poems
Apr 2015
dusty coin
My heart has grown more weak
my thoughts more sick
my existenceΒ Β jinxed
my path darker and vague
Just let me speak
maybe I'll find some peace
in words that are meant to be phenomenon
and echoes the aches that are just too incredible
like a Cinderella story
once upon a time I went through nasty and fought it
courageous
optimistic, enthusiastic and more I was labelled
now I just crawl back to that hole
totally lost
succumbed to the darkness that feeds on me
my dismay on reply
*Will I ever find hope or just settle for a rope
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