Hiatus

The storm came,

their happiness thought I was defeated.

Screams for freedom, drew me away;

it wasn’t because I was expired.

Angers erupted

I saw it coming,

I heard the bells

I screamed and told.

It rained

It pelted

I cried for home.

I painted, I protected, what I cannot call mine.

Hurts unfolded, underneath the fallacy of the end of time.

 

 

 

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