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Wednesday, 3 May 2017

Beset before



It was stormy in my soul
Dark
Windswept
Clouds amassing on every thought
Deluges of fears
And tears
The cold ocean of depression
Surrounded yet alone
Misunderstood
Seeing nothing
Beyond the mundane
Banality
Reality
A shadow of twisted emotion
Self deluded
Evasive and confounded
Buckled beyond recognition
Convinced
No new horizon beckoned
Until
That certain glimmer
The lifeline
You

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