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Her angels got bothered
After a long day she sits at the edge of her bed
tears in her eye wallowed in misery
every tear drop reminisce a forgotten nostalgia
she heaves heavily trying to catch her breath
or was she trying to catch her soul?
and again that night
her room witness a mad wailing of her voiceless screams
badly wanted to be heard
that even her angels got bothered
Copyright ©
Yvette Cerdon
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