Damned Escape Poem by Anarat Fatima

Damned Escape



Deforming bodies,
Shifting shapes
Going through a hundred different gates
There's blood on my hands, i can't erase
Trying to find, the escape
But if we could run from ourselves,
We'd all be somebody else!
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Damned Escape
Thursday, July 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: escape
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