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Gabriela Cintron
Poems
Apr 2020
Corridors
The slightest sound
Reminds me that my soul is bound
No longer profound
I am silenced
The abject emptiness
My heart cannot support the weight
of this
heaviness
I wonder
On the nature of things
Lucretius
My constant wondering if this is it
I can no longer sit
Around and be idle to this idol
What is it that I am choosing to be?
Is this me?
Is this what I am meant to see?
Of where I've been
The halls I've wandered
The solitude encompassed in the empty rooms
When I am alone with me
My past,
My memories
I try to ignore her
But she demands and audience
With herself
Who am I to deny
Her of her own being
This is not a poem I have written for you
This is why you are confused
I am my own muse.
Written by
Gabriela Cintron
20/F/Texas, USA
(20/F/Texas, USA)
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