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Category poetry
Irrelevance
The most bittersweet of days
Invokes a guilt of
Succumbing under a mountain
Of pressure
As I try to maintain a
Smile and ray of positivity
While inside I am aching
Over the fact that
He never wished me
Mind Games
My mind starts to
Melt like a candle burning
Under the heat of a flame
A waiting game
Until it solidifies back into
A mind I can
Use
A Precious Life
A few brief days
Adds the weight of value
Onto our most precious
Possession
Revel
Birthday Balloon!
Magnetic
Democracy
It is TimeÂ
When we have stood still
For so long that our feet ache
Our eyes have seen all that they can see
The sun has burnt our very skin
We know then
That
It is time
An Abundant StoreÂ
I was cut off
Disconnected
Sliced in pieces
Blocked
Ignored
I don’t care
I have no need
For those who
Cannot keep their word
So I look forward
Upward
Skyward
For the world to provide
From its abundant store




