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Pain Liquefied
As a molten drop of wax,
running down,
from a dying candle,
a single drop of tear,
left her eye’s boundary,
making its way down,
falling down without a sound,
and crashed!
The denouement of a sad life!
Like pulverized shards of glass,
it tore into the flesh,
causing deep haemorrhage,
somewhere inside the brain!
August.6.2022
Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
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Valsa George
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