Anemoia
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    • Nov 4, 2022
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Anemoia

By Sumaiyya




Oh, inglorious soul, In the depths of a sadness So woven with the ribbons Of joy, for a life I've never Lived

Will I ever leave my Palace of sorrows Behind? Or will this be my Forever home?

I crave for the taste of Happiness that lives only In the past, to be graced By the pages of my own Book that I've never seen

There's anemoia in My heart tonight, its

Stronger than ever, maybe It's becuase I'm twenty and So unbearably Tired.

And it won't go away, This grief so bitter Has grown on me, I've become it.


By Sumaiyya




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