Always been an anomaly; nuanced dissociation,
I, vessel vehicle
outed the vast realm of dissonance,
recurring flashes of extrication; haunt my mind.
with open arms, I cherish my own dysfunction; indomitable glee
I feel my way out, through the braille room;.
unheard.
unseen.
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Author:
Zapatron (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: October 21st, 2019 13:48
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
wow a great sublime poem in deep metaphor, brill way you expressed the condition here. Many can relate. Kudos to your inking prowess.
Pls pleez do comment/ write your thoughts under my newest poem too.
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