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Worse Words (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Pain was cutting deep;

So I wrote poems to send it all to sleep.

Rage was coursing through my veins;

So I wrote poems to suppress the pain.

Darkness was the definition of my nights;

So I wrote poems to bring out a little light.

But sour, was the taste of my words;

And the more I confined in poetic escape,

It only got worse….

By: Phanuel Ayelum.


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