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Glued gloom.

Darkness has a                      
sea thru me                      
   darker than papa's coat ever                       
   stinging male's                      
scent into pockets                      
eyes lacerate thru paper                      
...sounds roll wall,the                   
  pyre burning        
  calm                      
i smell grey black                      
pump and drag out breathe                      
  blue cottons,depressing exhale                     
Yes i've peace but                      
darker till no more it can loan grey                
   i stare woman                       
   woods loaded head    
same used for corpse,perhaps!                    
a strange prayer of evening                      
that has no peril pilfered                      
   but a sweaty sun in      
   her burnt skin.                    
                     
                     
                     
 
Written by AlisVolatPropriis8 (Rakhi Rudra)
Published | Edited 29th Sep 2013
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