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water colors of the afflicted...

By Sir ContraPublished 10 months ago 1 min read

you left me with them

my vile thoughts, ever dark

I bleed on the floor

you left me with them

the dead dreams of our ardor

Pills flood my stomach

you left me with them

horrors of the world pester

My troubled heart stops

you left me with them

the burdens of the living

I yearn for my death

you left me with them

malignant terrors enshroud

I reach for heaven

you left me with it

the pain of your fell absence

I fall into hell

sad poetrysurreal poetryHaikuMental Health

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Sir Contra

Read to understand and you will be left bewildered. Read to interpret and you will become a sage.

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    Written by Sir Contra