Chapter 20: The Poet
Looking out of the droughts outside
Trying to save my mind
But another man seeks me
Although, he is afraid of me
I cant see him, but only in my skin
He writes with his broken pen of my past
I almost forget that he is still their
The rain drops each droplet, as the concrete gets full of it
It ends up flooding itself
That is me, the poet who floods my own heart with misery of the past.
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