Repetition really works when done right poetry contest by Nette Onclaud Written on January 5, 2026 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Search for me midst tears, wept soundlessly From a heart moved to believe, surely Whatever comes, a feeling, revealed By the hand of grief, who haunts the dreams Poverties washing soul in shadows Heartaches written, bold black and hurt Weeping dread, softest tones, search for me In soft grief, as twilight bleeds despair
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