literature

through tears

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Literature Text

memories blurred
my nails painted black
throat’s a touch hoarse
hearing just out of tune
no voices in my head, what am i supposed to do
what am i supposed to feel
those days i thought so golden
so far from reach, even on tiptoe
even on tiptoe
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MensjeDeZeemeermin's avatar
The repetition of the last line is effective.  I hope you yourself are not as grim a the poem!