By: Emma (School of Mechanical, Aerospace and Civil Eng.)
Competition Year: 2014
Votes (18) | Comments (3)
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At night, I cried to God
Covering the trembling sound with a pillow

Pushing away the miseries
An ocean of unpleasantries
Thought I was going to be fine
But shivers got to my spine

For I, could no longer bear
This word searching sickness

As darkness hugs me cold
I sense some fears though being bold
The coldness bite my soul
For desiring to be whole.
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Nice poem. Keep on writing!
Nice poem. Keep on writing!
Thank you(: