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the witch
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She hates everything she touches
Touch is hurting, burning eyes
Eyes moistened feeling hungry
Hunger’s wearing kind disguise
She loves everything that’s bleeding
Blood in joy, joy in her madness
Mad with pain, cutting it sharp
Sharpness shaping thickest blackness
Sombre shadows shadow fear
Fear’s raging rage and silence
Silenced voices voicing truths
Truth in lies lay next to him
It’s the cause of her defiance
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- Autor
- Roxana Breazu
- Tip
- Poezie
- Cuvinte
- 66
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 13
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Roxana Breazu. “the witch.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/roxana-breazu/poezie/124090/the-witchComentarii (3)
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