Fight
I walk through
echoes of my thoughts
and I see shadows
lingering close by,
oblivious to my loudest calls.
I am lonely
though not a bit alone.
Shaken,
but not taken.
A wall looms ahead,
enough said,
I will not go down
Today is not the day,
I die.
Poetry by sagi
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Written on 2015-02-28 at 20:48
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