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Wednesday 2 January 2019

SOLO-MOURN




A beautiful face 
glowing like the rainbow in the sky.
A fertile land of deception

watered with fake smile.

Her heart, an ocean of sorrow,
sailed alone,
with the whirlwind of pain
tearing its wall apart.
A voyage of inestimable agony,
she takes in the tide of time.

From dusk to dawn,
her pillow baths in the ocean from her eyes,
but at dawn,
her ball of fire, 
she shields with a glowing face.

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