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H A Vitatoe
Poems
Jan 2018
The Ride
Pouring down, on top of me,
specks of dirt in harmony
Crawling through these eyes,
are the black winged flies
Slithering out of my nose,
are of worms that do not glow
What taste comes from my mouth, it's rot that pours on out
Sounds that call my way,
are crying skies of grey
For I took a ride,
that had changed my life
Beaten & strangled,
I was left mangled
Thrown in a shallow hole,
is where now lies my soul
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