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Song of Sadness
By Strataic
You misunderstand
This darkness I carry
It's rainy day pastures
Wading through swamps
Knee-deep.
The fletching of my skin
To keep myself together.
And the mountains growing from my lungs
Are heavy sometimes.
My insides hide a black bubble
Made of tar.
Where my affinity for feeling
Lives.
As I cry myself to sleep,
I sing a song of sadness.
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Copyright 2020 Strataic
Published on Saturday, May 2, 2020.
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"Poetry"
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