Friday 22 April 2016

who am i?

A pawn on a midway, 
muddled.
Fires and the smokes,
leaving me naked and numb.

Passion drags me to heaven
Countering the way,
liquified ice pours in me
Detached and dazed I look up,
Questioning my existence 
Who am I ? 
And why am I here?

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