Some poetry
By April
Miscellaneous aspects of life
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The Voice Of Despair
Triangles of half-open doors Reveal all the truth that is hidden: Just condoms and cans on the floor, Black papers with verses, forbidden - Unfinished remakes of the song,
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Every Single Evening's Plot
I closed the door of my dirty old flat, I went outside for a short evening stroll. I bought some cheap hooch and a condom instead. I'd only arrived when I heard a phone call.
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Hope-less
Deceptive freedom. Honest lies. A charming, yet so dreadful guise. Forgotten memories. Two hearts Are in my chest, both torn apart. Strong weakness of a wilted rose.
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Scarred
It is just another sleepless night, It's the breath of spring that we await. One more gulp of wine, and I'm all right, One more secret till it's way too late.
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