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Days Call my Anxiety | Poem

Days call my anxiety,

Nights scream my fears,

I look for you,

Amid destructive nature,

Deathra, listening to me?

Liebe, away from arms,

I fear of losing her voices,

Looking in the future to meet,

With whom? Unsure?

To you, Deathra!

To her, Liebe!

Let me be the devotee,

Fallen monster call me,

I’m scared now,

Dreadful to step freedom.

©sjwordsmith
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