Kyon Shade

Abomination, disruption to
Ethical code, spawns discrimination.
Dreams wither and die.
She is the hatred child.
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People always leave.
Even when I’d wish them to stay.
An irony of life.
It just happens that way.
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Cruel images depicts reality.
Gut wrenched potholes.
The fragrance of stale animal urine permeates the air.
Inoculation against it all to survive.
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This is not a poem.
It doesn’t rhythm.
It follows no structure,
Lacks sound and form.
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She is an outcast.
She is so cold.
She knows hatred.
You can tell from her soul.
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How did I get here?
I don’t seem to know.
Dying from something.
Being buried slow.
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O heart thou art poisoned.
Engulfed by the paroxysm of grief.
Yearning in solitude.
Bewildered and bereft.
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Everyone looks, but no one can see.
It’s a front row seat
The destruction of me
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Painting a picture
For the whole world to see.
Painting a picture
That’s not at all me.
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I sat in the shadows
And I watched,
Destiny unfold.
Destruction and anarchy.
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Father show mercy.
Please god save her.
Inside a stain so dirty.
Daddy no! she said, don’t hurt me
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It’s the way that he looks at her.
Once it made her melt.
Now it injures her.
It stings like a belt.
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