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Awake

I find I'm whispering
to myself, lips unmoving
for I fear a summoning
to a guilty plea; just me.

I feel chained never linked
to the mission I embraced,
laying open who I am.
Surrendering totally.

Landscapes I'd call to mind,
dreaming of the flesh on bones,
framing my kaleidoscope.
This make-believe destiny.

Now if I'm not crying
I pretend you hold my hand,
instead of laying with me.
So lost in our history.

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  • Hikari Lady
    November 2

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    This was amazingly sad and moving, it almost put me in tears with the ending and the depth where you took the prompt. Thanks for entering and good luck.

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    ~Noor