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Dec 2022
I am still unable to understand
what am I,
Intolerant or a person tolerant for way too long?

The things I can't bare to watch,
they happened all at once,
but not really so sudden,
A product of our collective silence.

It started in our home,
we ignored all the warnings,
we made the decisions then
And we are at a situation now,
How do I blame someone else when
My hands are with light red stains too

Its fine, you know, time works, fast and slow
But yet I still cannot bare to look anyone in the eye.

Cold winds follow, the shadow grow dark,
The night dreams end, I still can't wake
The ignorance is no longer your friend,
When misery locks your hand.
Druzzayne Rika
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Druzzayne Rika  24/F/Living inside the poetry
(24/F/Living inside the poetry)   
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