Chiisomo Soboya Poems

This is how it feels like,
to have your skin bleached and burn,
the heat, the pain, the nerves and fear
slowly sip through you.
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i will no longer be a problem
once i live this cold earth,
taking away my life with me
stop asking questions and acting concerned
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i held her cold hand
hearing her harsh brittle words spill out from her palm rose lips to him.
fear conquered my temple causing a tremor within me.
her face, stone
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allow me to forget to remember,
but do not allow me remember to forget
let me live to forget,
everytime i forget to live
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most times when i feel like crying
i watch the simsons and laugh
most times when i feel like flying
i watch spiderman and laugh
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I have come to end of it.
The end.
another, another
another, again
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