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Mar 6th

By The MagerPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
Other words
Photo by CHUTTERSNAP on Unsplash

I have something,

blocked inside of me,

I feel like near,

to fall down,

as the pain grows by.

My head feels full,

I have a though enclosed,

of something dark,

that still stays down.

I want to get out of me,

to feel freerer and more

But I can't get it out of my mind,

Attached to my soul,

It crawls, I call for help,

Feeling deaf,

as the sound break me in pieces,

and I want not to take this more,

at what costs,

I refuse to accept,

as I have to take this,

and fought better and more.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

The Mager

Just a man in a mission.

Studying nuclear aerospace applications by day,

dreaming in the arts by night,

living in a contrast between me, my dreams and my destiny

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    Written by The Mager