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Winning Contest

  • Beatriz Brito
  • 14 de abr.
  • 1 min de leitura

Editado por: Lourenço Ramos

You were power in my hands.

A killing jagged sword,

The smoke in my lungs

Like a deadly addiction.


You consume all of me and

The power you once cared to give

Is now used against me and

Once I started to forget I—


Forget your deadly passion.

I move and move,

But I can never win.


If you, so cunning,

Continue to be the reflection 

Of all the power haunting me.


 
 
 

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