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Nowhere to go
Blocked roads
Every corner curved
Backwards
Turned, tried,
Only one road left
I toss and turn
To find
no hope Again
I lie awake
Unable to think
A logical thought
It's death you send my way
A plot to imprison my spirit,
am trying to understand.
Dare I speak remnants
Of anger, dare I comment,
thoughts are in control.
I'll be silent,
my sadness
is your comfort.
A monotonous
Bitterness nesting
in 'pregnant silence' ,
I surrender
my plans to you.
------ "Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding" Khalil Gibran, The Prophet
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