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Illustration by @dariaesste
My eyes tear through
the gale that carries my past
It's obscure how I hide behind this face,
and how I can recognize with each person's conspicuous mask
It's lonely out there in the noise,
It's saddening how this touch of frailty keeps resonating
within the boundaries of this conscience that covers my skin
But amidst this meandering haze,
Her vibration shatters this layer of deep lies
If breathing for her is sinning,
then I have sinned too many times.
Shadows of your thoughts, crawl into my breathing soul and they lead me astray in my mind.
31I have slipped enough, for now I am trying to hold these strings as tightly as I can. I am art.
11I find myself tangled in the threads of existence, in the essence of death and in her freedom.
1148 Launches
Part of the Poetry collection
Published on February 19, 2018
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