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Chimera
Why this sense of loss and betrayal
locked behind prison bars of portrayal?
Intestines writhe, so pining for
relief from the blood that I abhor.
We were born as a fragment of a family
we were childlike, optimistic, and free
but we drifted away, shrewdly snared
in our sight, a chimera flared
The shade instigated hate into flaming
firing hate for themself and then others shaming,
overt...
Tuesday 16th March 2021 5:18 am
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