bipolar resonance
in a dusty sphere
of shadow
cobwebbed
distress
filters the vibrancy
of light
into the darkness
of depressive
detour
there was a boy
who never spoke
for fear
of being seen
hidden
in the remnants
of wonder
clouded
with the pungent scent
of fear
there was a girl
trapped
in the aether
between life
and death
vapidly sucking
in lungfuls
of dirty air
the pollution
of dream starved cells
Your each word is bravo.
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as always, thank you for your kind words.
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Absolutely my pleasure.
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