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Bantu Mar 2019
A battle for peace
Our mind plays
With our heart

A battle to love
And to be loved
But always end up hurt

Each night  , as if atoms
Inside me, burst out
And scream the things
This throat of mine couldn't do
The last 16 years

Each night , I try to sleep amidst all the chaos , wishing silence holds me close
Just for a while

But thunderstorms, they keep me awake at night
It showed me , that rain is not the only thing it brings with it

Thunderstorms, I like them I guess
Their presence is when I feel I'm not crying alone

Thundstorms,
My new home.
This is 5 min poetry, lol so bad
Bantu Mar 2019
ReD
The color of your eyes
When you spilled the lovely poison
I knew you weren't lying


Yours words cut me
Deeper than a sword ever could
The cut's still open
I can still see RED in your hand

My heart, crumbled down into pieces
You made my empire fall

Broken toy
Let me be
Stay away
Don't try to fix

RED
Every drop of my tears
Still know that color

Why is that the ones
You admire the most
Leaves you the most vulnerable?

Did you not think of me even once , when you twisted the knife?

The color of these walls
RED
No other color comes to mind
I was once filled with color you know ..
But now I'm blind

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