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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Dark · #2208499
I wrote this poem about the transformative process of surviving hardship.
I buzzed and flickered like a neon light
Fixed to the roof. My shadows disappeared
In the black moth that formed below my eye.

He grew in magnitude. I shrank with fear.
He pulled my shaky being from the roof.
I was unbound. I was light, warped and clear,

Bobbing across the floor like a balloon;
Never again the same, never again
Fixed to the ceiling, overlooking doom.
I have become a different man than you.
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