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Saturday, 4 May 2019

The Voice #poem

shooting pains
& mindless games
took me to my end
lying, breathing
dirt inside
without my only friend
then the voice
spoke tall and thin
to take me
on my way
it boomed, remorseless
shattered me
what more, am I to say?

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