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Silence the chaos,
as misery spoke,
unhinged caged wings
in the nothingness he flows.
words flow like poison
from one poets lips to another;
toiling with words,
like sticky skin of entangled lovers.
at some point you must face
the world that tore you apart
and let go of the fear
to stop yourself from falling apart.
remember these words,
and hold yourself in the light;
you are not a forgotten poet,
she blows a kiss in the night.
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