ink reaping through their veins
Letters decapitating their heart
words invading their soul
Sentences that leave a hole
Releasing wavering pain
A write written with feelings of despair
A straight hit to the core
A flow of rage in the heart
Untouchable subjects that rots unconditional love
A poem too unconventional for the eyes
Who am I to hide my deepest thoughts
“Freedom of speech”? Lies
Freedom knows no speech
Speech has no freedom
Freedom has no boundaries
People's minds? in the contrary
My poem leaves them with profound scars
They leave me with haunted thoughts
My heart conveys what I want to say
What is a poet, one that only sees gray?
Hurt by one's words?
Amorphous sorrow as if they were stabbed?
The only answer
I’ve been flagged
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