Amy De guzman Poems

Absence of stars
an inky night
a rhymeless poem
a placeless time
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This ball of fire
Journeyed ahundred folds
After we reached a deadlock.
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Pain,
Yes it was found
Somewhere deep within
The inner part of this thing
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Mask,
a thing we have to put on
to alienate ourselves
so to meet each other halfway
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The moon on its throne
alone in the vast
gray sky.
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