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Misty clouded heart
Misty clouds fill my eyes,
After you stabbed my heart,
With a blade forged in hate.
Pain oozes out like blood,
But neither red nor caked –
Yet it outlives all thought.
Contest Name: Some Kind Of Misty Poetry
Contest
Contest Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Date: July 5th, 2025.
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Maclawrence Famuyiwa
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