Racked Poem by Manuelito Pio Roda

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Melancholic thoughts

endlessly whirling
inside

my head.

Gloomy shadows
of

my past

still haunting
my

soul
mercilessly.

Still hoping,
these

torments
be bygones

and will
be whisked

by the wind.

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Sad memories are the deepest wounds of a soul
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Manuelito Pio Roda

Manuelito Pio Roda

Manila, Philippines
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