Getting Out Of Bitter Poem by utsav dhital
Getting Out Of Bitter
Something sweet hidden
In the Curser's of bitter
My fingers are jamming
My souls are beating
Mind on a loud thought
Words bounce like a high bass
Then I go deep
Into the mystery hidden
Bunch of honey to be taken
Took that smoothly
it felt that haven had been no better
Mighty God, Amity
Take my soul
And send my loved ones
never again into the city of lights
Filled with darkness on either side
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