A sliver of light through dark times. - A Poetic Practice
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Skies all grey for darkened minds
Tears down the cheeks rolling
Heavy breath all these are signs.
Each moment captured, stored
All the while we just look on
Soon I'll be gone away, scorned
Pointing fingers, blame on.
Is this time to really call it off
Actions taken making thenthem cry
Burning inside when you cough
Blood flowing out, do you die?
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A nice piece my friend, a bit deep I had to reread it again to understand the meaning a bit, thanks for sharing.
Glad you enjoyed that personal poem.