I have known nothing but this
Its' projections manipulate my vision
A companion that lives to reminisce
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It is a perpetual deafening, convulsing hiss
Mangling my eardrum with incision after incision
I have known nothing but this
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A presence that detects and then repels bliss
By injecting and then procreating derision
A companion that lives to reminisce
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A sourness thickens the air without remiss
Mimicking the bile with precision
I have known nothing but this
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Regret dangles me over our abyss
One that was forged with years of collaborative revision
I have known nothing but this
A companion that lives to reminisce
About the Creator
Jada Ferguson
A poet/writer whose ideas/concepts usually come at the most inopportune times. The pull to bring my vision to fruition can be felt in every piece. Really trying my best to be my best.
Creator of #StoopHaikus (soon to be a phenomenon)
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