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Date Added: June 02, 2021 20:06:29 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Where Will It End
In deep depression,
clearing the emotional debris,
when your eyes speak―
I become dumb.

The skin mood alters.
Love was not racial.
A naked paper writes your will― that,
you no more belong to anyone.

Going down, down―
the man's ego. I stand on crossroads,
still undecided, your lips
white, eyes red.

The reapers will come again
to harvest the skulls, to
make necklaces. The greed wants
the biggest garland.

Stings are a plenty.
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