Sunday, November 25, 2018

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Jaded, disconnected eyes,
Scanning for material pleasure.
Misfits, telling only lies,
Pretending it'll get better.
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Bryony Sheldon
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Chinedu Dike 19 December 2019

Well articulated and nicely brought forth with clarity of thought and mind. An insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing, Bryony.

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Julia Luber 13 June 2019

Cannot speak for I'm still screaming: well, you've done well with this curse through your poetry, where it belongs.

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Edward Kofi Louis 04 February 2019

Incision! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Dr Antony Theodore 26 November 2018

Poison: to cure my disease, I get off with the danger. Increase the morphine, ..God is really the saviour in such a situation. turn to God dear poet. God will give you the strength to conquer your negative thinking. always believe God loves you even when all in this world will reject you.. believe it simply and that is the best medicine my dear poet. please believe me. tony

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