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Apr 2019
Dazed and confused
Confused by a muse
The love was a ruse
The love lit a fuse
A fuse that couldn’t be put out
Not by screams
Not by shouts
A fuse that lit a part me that I’ll never forget
It felt surreal
I felt no regret
A fuse that blew
Blew into a million shard
Cut wounds deeper into my heart
It was theft
Of soul
Of a spirit
But after the muse left
I felt under duress
A mess
An empty carcass of stress
Kumar
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Kumar  21/M/Portland
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