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Feb 2021
Bitter is the taste of defeat
Choking its grasp onto your soul
Like poison it drags you to sleep,
Until it swallows you whole,
As the petals call for the leaves falling,
It is time for you to leave.
Just to be resurected once the time is right.

~ Umi
Umi
Written by
Umi  24/Agender/Germany
(24/Agender/Germany)   
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   Imran Islam
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