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Desiderium

The cold wind of neglect
Murmurs an ignorant truth.
An obscure sunless place
Where you abandoned your youth.
Omnifarious potential,
A fool for regrets.
Internalised grief
Preceded chain-smoking cigarettes.
Bitter silence resides,
Barked so loud that it choked.
Self worth is on standby,
Diffidence invoked.
~ Miss Messica ~
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