VoicesA Poem by Indra's ChildVoices Playing themselves into The frigid air To the monarch of mindlessness Dancing On the graves of Generosity Justice Freedom from confinement Destroying the essence Of empathetic concern Taking it out of context Faking a death while committing a murder Solitude And introspection Are faded memories As the past life Slips away
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Added on July 14, 2024 Last Updated on July 14, 2024 AuthorIndra's ChildOakland, CAAboutI just want to wake up from the dream. "Hi. It's me. I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I imagine you can also feel me. You won't have to search for me anymore. I'm done running. Done hid.. more..Writing
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