Inch past spiteful inch I crawl my way out of this hole.
Whilst this screech columned cylinder connected to
my soul sustains a silent scream, residing incandescent in
my chest. And fledgling veins support my effort for early release.
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Nourished shafts of light, encircling the very darkness that envelops me, stream toward my upturned crown. Like blades of white hot stilettos carrying messages from my future Wonderful lines, you have coloured your poem with nice images and beautiful words, thanks for sharing
Universe pushes before me the birth. Very amazing poem shared definitely. Interesting sharing...10