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Apr 2017
a ghost on fire
chasing wind
chasing sun

a heart of desire
in someone
done to none

the clown weeps
where's the fun ?
where's the son ?
i'm already awake
smile, here it comes

the stranger melts
in someone's head
black on the road
back from the dead
keeps me up at night
noises beneath my bed
and sleep never returns
turns my mind instead

and now i'm nothing more
absolutely sure,
that this world isn't for me

i'm searching for a door,
to lock me in,
inside with my soul
that burns in me
if not for poetry, where else would the lonely ever be ?
aviisevil
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aviisevil  28/M/india
(28/M/india)   
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