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Cometh From Death
Like a bird without wings or a singer who can’t sing. Like a boxer that can only fight outside of the ring. Like a snake that can’t bite or a kite without flight. With no wind to uplift, a curse grips me tight; I’m cursed forever, eternally to drift. Never not feeling just ever so…
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Flash Banged by God
The poem expresses deep emotional turmoil and despair, reflecting on struggles with addiction and the consequences of choices. The speaker feels trapped, overwhelmed by pain, and burdened by guilt and sin. They depict a sense of hopelessness and being cursed by their desires, grappling with their mental state and the divine implications.
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Black Wings; Grey Rings; Orange Cloud of Smoke
My wings have never been so tattered and weathered. Ashen and dulled, barely even feathered. My flight has been nulled, to the ground I’m tethered. Gravity, to me, has never felt so strong and relentless. Oh it’s so pulling, dorcing me upon the floor beneath. Resisting it’s might feels like trying to pull teeth…
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