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Blacked

From the gap between the windows,

came the light

sharp and bright 

On the dark walls, casting my shadow.

Rolling in bed, 

Hid beneath the covers,

In my dreams, loosing all bets.

The pillows covered with the hair I shed.

Oxygen feels lower.

My lungs getting slower.

Hearing the liquids flow

Tired of the show

my parents put up.

Every time I am rushed 

to the same place 

with no God’s grace….

-Sambhavi 

Sambhavi DesaiLast Seen: Feb 25, 2023 @ 3:10pm 15FebUTC

Sambhavi Desai

Sambhavi-Desai



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