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Monochromatic Maddening Monotone

Hands made of love turned into hands made of hate

By Moon DesertPublished 5 years ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read

I look much older today

All the bright colours faded away

In the darkness of my wrinkles and veins

Vigorously visible on my skin

Burned out from yesterday’s ashes

After playing in the theatre of abandoned disguises

With your fake smile on the face

Showing off to someone else

A poor girl, without attention to detail

Will risk her own future based on this

Cheating cheerful cheeks

Unbelievably useless for us

When the mutual agreement was broken

Into little pieces of judicial significance

And you still don’t realise

How you, affected by atrocious affinity

Threw my soul into the shark’s den

Closing the hatch behind

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To A. C.

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11 June 2021

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Thank you for reading!

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Moon Desert

UK-based

BA in Cultural Studies

Unsplash

Crime Fiction: Love

Poetry: Friend

Psychology: Salvation

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