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Aug 2017
Deep within my soul
Whirls a dark corner
Blinks of my teary eyes
Shows its true owner

Wrapped with rooted claws
Yet, my appearance so neat
A prison out of reach so deep
Even my heart quivers to beat

My soul aches in pain
Upon the dark eclipse rise
I've been fighting this a lot
But now all stir in lies

I'll soon be a different kind
Strapped in with black cord
For my soul is captive
In the realms of the Dark Lord

I am powerless and confused
Walking with an empty head
I do not know myself now
I think, I am already dead...


©sim
Just a poem.
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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