Insomnia defeated โ€“ Poem 15 โ€“ (2021)

I see myself in the shadows of a leafFalling into the perfect gardensCompressed to the green bladesGrowing pointy and sharp broken mirror. I never passed the withered assumptionsSpreading wrong words wasnโ€™t my thingMy face never dialogued with raindrops,But now Iโ€™m digging my own grave in rain The perfect posture of my lips,Seriousness of my eyesLeaves [โ€ฆ]

Insomnia defeated โ€“ Poem 15 โ€“ (2021)

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