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Subliminal Revenge

The pain that used to be my thorns Red roses were born Love torned The nasty scars weren’t healed But my broken self, I’ve rebuilt I have been walking over an endless dessert My hunger for water, became lesser. I can’t be better The silent screams that turned me owl The faceless soul detached, I’ve stood up devoured. The odes of elegy I used to write for you Turn the page for a haiku of optimism and fate This is my current state Your empty feelings, burned bridges for me Now, can’t you see? My pain, my grief Your freedom, your new leaf Turn the wheels You are now crawling for stilts Allow me to rejoice your karma While you lurk in guilt and I get to wear the tiara.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 3/26/2016 6:26:00 AM
While watching the different colours of the leaves from your poem, saw you wearing the tiara of a great poet. A toi! sung by a famous French singer.
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