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Eleni
Poems
Aug 2018
Dwell
Many nights I was cold.
Many, many nights lies remain untold.
If had the strength of a lion
And the uncertain heart of The Zion-
Then maybe I would crush-
The endless incineration of the rush-
One does take in self-destruct.
When thy rose has been plucked-
I cannot give it vital growth again.
Nor can life be regrown through distrain.
Then look to thine scars, unhealed.
I am no Jezebel, fate to be sealed-
And to be preyed upon by Serpentines
And then be hated by Byzantines.
So, hence, I will not speak the truth
For they know not of the lies of youth.
Let me cry like do the lost ones;
That never escape the sound of the blazing guns.
#depression
#confusion
#anxiety
#war
#abuse
#youth
#age
#lies
#truth
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