Then compressed voices end there laughing vaporized eyes. Behind my laugh; clouded with soft stinging cries, of places and people burned subtle, to a specific pattern of a day's desire. For, quick, blind time, billowing squares into what was over and found. Everything taken! Left with love was burning inside. This place has evacuated outside into
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I am sorry you dont understand what I write, but if you are going to comment, please leave your name. This poem is basically about pain I have experienced, pain I acknowledged and let go of. I hope you now understand it, I broke it down so you can get the jist of it.
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