She's a lost girl
Confused like a water swirl
Enveloped by darkness
No one would like to witness
In solitary desolate
Intense prejudice and hate
Emanating in her appearance
Despair & insecurity would dance
The atmosphere is heavy
As she grimaced in query
No one help her
As she fell and quiver
The pain did seethe
A brisk of shiver etched
Ignition of fire
Anger was inspired.
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Poetry of my Soul
PoésieA Random Compilation of Poems It seems like a forlorn melody of song The title is poetry of my soul Partaking unto the depths of my life, shall I call (/)Ongoing
