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Incarcerated

Incarcerated A man whom was free, open and alive In love; a happy man, no struggles to survive. His world torn down, mind encased In concrete and steel; happiness now replaced With confusion, fear and sadness. A mind once filled with colour now bleeds with blackness. Each day a repeat, the thoughts replayed Swallowing his…

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Aftermath

Aftermath Eyes pressed tightly shut, while I wait for the dust to settle And the echoing screams to stop. I stumble to my feet and examine the ruins Of shattered dreams and fallen mountain tops. How did this occur, where were the signs? Did I cover my eyes or I didn’t wish to believe? Words…

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