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Obsession transformed in poetry,
Frozen teardust and Materialized feelings Deceiving inner peace I am OK. Meaningless eyes and glass eyelids, Painfully naked and Solely exposed Nothing to hide, but I am OK, I think Obsidian balast in each word, Ruby-cold and Subhuman energy waves You could have said 'no', but I am OK. How are you? Sleepless nights and angry demons, Tired of struggling and Losing to myself I could have given up, but I am OK... or am I? Misleading cigarette smoke Painfully bitter and Cold coffee Just like me However, I am OK. No, today nothing happened My heart didn't stop My door didn't open No, today I'm just starving Your eyes stopped searching for mine Your lips stopped giving their rusted embrace No, today events refused themselves The liberty to happen The shackles have so mischievingly opened My pen stopped writing...
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