Bleeding Heavily.
Bleeding Heavily.
She. The rum did bleed…
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Early dawns become uneasy nights
That girl in mirror sabotages every daylight
Shunning the fiery rays of the dreadful sun.
The thorny truth pinches and bites.
She sinks in blood, sludge, and rum
The cuts of her lies bleed into hell
The sludge where her identity sells
Senseless by rum, as her lethal truth sums.
Her soul smells of rotten egg
As she twists her head in deny and deny
Time unveiling every lie in sludge
Her body cracks, exposing her true self.
She breaks, rakes and digs her mortuaries of lies
Thorn pierces and tears her fabricated sky.
Uncovering the heaven she refuted and disguised.
Capitulating herself and her lies.
~Arushi Sahu
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Actually this poem is a revised version of this poem right here:
Been working on my poetry skills recently. Please let me know if you feel if I can add something or remove something or improve in some way more.
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