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Do Not Resuscitate

March 23, 2015
By Muskaan Aggarwal PLATINUM, Folsom, California
Muskaan Aggarwal PLATINUM, Folsom, California
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A droplet of dew

glistens like a spade

Tragedy lurks

behind every blade

Seas of angry turmoils

crash against my shores

A tycoon

rips the insides of me

My soul walks a deserted street

Miles and miles

of grey

Emptiness all around

Shards of broken glass

cut into my skin

My soul cries

until the tears have all been spent

A mere shadow of what I used to be

Every bit of

Faith, hope, love

had been wrenched from me

The wounds of internal wars

run so deep

that

no one can salvage me



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