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Poetry

Bleed Through The Black Sky

Ellison M. Fernandes

Staring at the blank wall
Watching dusk fall
Questioning life’s choices
Through the darkness I hear voices

Distraught by this pain
I’m challenging my thoughts
Staring into the mirror
Reflecting my faults

Take this dagger and stab right through
Let my pain bleed, unglued
Passing my days by the seconds
Rejecting the life I’ve reckoned

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