Davion Krustov Poems

Siting on the side walk
Illuminated by street lights
With kids throwing rocks
At someone hurt
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Here I am
Once again
Writing a poem
Am I dead?
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Hiding in a corner
Embracing hope
Living like a martyr
Hanging from a rope
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Losing grip
Falling down
Hitting top
Pain now
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I sit here
Alone
And press it to my skin
My breathing slows
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As I lay down
On the soft grass
I look up
At the colors above me
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