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Jul 2018
I feel a surge in my arteries
Can some good art purge my heart and knees
There is a urge to hurt rather than please
A dirge sung rather than a joyous piece
Ashes and dust in faraway seas, give me courage to wake and seize
before moments that will get me out of the ******,
Are in darkness and have me negatively captive without release.
Written by
Nhlekeleza  29/M/Witbank
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