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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2285434
A story telling on how someone’s roots were uprooted, though persist when light fades
My eyes cry an injustice
I leap at comforting shadows
A private paradise turned prison
Unease follows every step
My mirror shattered
The facade whittles away
As my brain can’t say
My words have gone to pain.
What can I say
When my vision is blind,
And my feet unsteady,
Or my ears which can’t hear.
But my heart keeps beating
Despite the pain I keep going.
If I stop the world will follow
But now my heart is falling
And heat is excreting, my fever is growing.
My platform is falling-
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