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Black Out Poetry (Week 2)

T E R R O R

her veins

recognized the blade

she struck

and her terror began to fade

What the hell is wrong

she thought

freaking out

in the middle of then night.

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R A G E

rage without thinking

and stand up to someone

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T H E   L A B Y R I N T H

the labyrinth had bullied her for years,

waiting until dawn to torment

to compel

to force her to think

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Y O U

The last sentence took her by surprise

he said

I’m Kinda lost

Honestly,

only you help

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T H E   K E E N   S T I N G   O F   H I S T O R Y

it felt like history had abandoned her in ruined far from the truth

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H U S H

hush

At the end of time

the worry is washed away

you unload

past, present and future

and sing

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H E   W A S   D E S T R U C T I O N

he tried so many times,

but I stopped

I stopped believing I was stupid

He was destruction

this man

he was unfeeling.

but you

You’re perfect

You feel

 

 

 

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