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Lisa Sim Poem
My thoughts are illusions.
A life of delusion.
Searching for absolution
But having no resolution.
Despite being human
I gave no contribution.
I await my execution
In this morbid institution.
Copyright © Lisa Sim | Year Posted 2016
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Lisa Sim Poem
Regret runs through my mind.
Secrets I thought, none would find.
My willpower ebbs
For I am a spider, caught in its own web.
The decisions I have made
Set up this barricade.
I rue this life I led
For I am a spider, caught in its own web.
Copyright © Lisa Sim | Year Posted 2016
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