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Revisited
I keep coming back here
Back to this place
Waiting for treatment
Awaiting my fate
Will I get better?
How long will I wait?
All there is to want
Is all I have to face
A fragment
Too late?
In this body I feel like
a lone inmate
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Grackle Grackle
Pretty dainty black bird
Not quite a raven nor quite a crow
Still quite the songbird
And feathers with a glow
Grackle, Grackle
Tell me your life lessons
And everything you know
Caligo
The rain calms down
Amongst the fog
I stand alone
Its another restless night
Under the Bridge
Scared to fall down
Or to drown
But what scares most around
Is lie I keep telling myself
βItβs merely water under the bridgeβ
So I am sorry to any one who liked the original poem more. It was my least favourite one and I personally felt it didnβt capture the feeling I wanted.
β¦Do you see me?