Reaper In The Dusk.
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Ostatnia publikacja pt., sie 18, 2023
| Compilation of poems about depression｜
I present you the wounds that never showed on me
which are deeper than anything that bleeds.
This is my only chance to escape free
a penalty for my deeds.
My head is a very dark place.
Which needs to be cared
Please don't dismiss my case.
Or else, you won't be spared.
The reaper is waiting for you
out in the dusk
Be aware or he will pierce you through
like a knife through the husk
NOTE- THIS BOOK DOES NOT PROMOTE SELF-HARM OF ANY SORT. IF YOU ARE IN TROUBLE, PLEASE REACH OUT TO YOUR NEAR ONES FOR HELP. CAN BE TRIGGERING.
*1st Place Winner in Poetry genre in the 2022 Winter Series of the Seasonal Contest*
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