The Cursed Ones

 

 

I am one of the cursed ones.

With so many thoughts

Dancing in my dreams

Torturing my soul.

 

I am one of the cursed ones.

With so many words

Jumbling together to form simple phrases

That no one can read.

 

I am one of the cursed ones.

With so many tears

Simply refusing to fall

Unable to show what I’m feeling inside.

 

I am one of the cursed ones.

With so many dreams

Fading as the dark closes in

And the people see nothing.

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