She lies in the dungeons of night,
where moon is light and light is night,
when colors infuse in chromalight.
Her life, quartz reflection of blight,
drug-melanged vision, she stares inside,
the exit unseen, the end in sight.
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Txandi Prostituted by Life, Life Prostituted by Txandi
PoesíaA living anthology of poems through darkness and light, highs and lows, experiments and discoveries, will and serendipity. Poetry that is musical, requiem or elegy, classic or hardstyle. These poems have seen me through the best and worst. Some of m...
