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Sophia
A contagious walk down memory lane
with a toxic mind and taunting
memories of a sassy figure
that amalgamate into
a fortress of
unwanted
Solitude.
I feel.
A burning sensation
rising amidst the pits
of my soul.
I saw Sophia.
I saw Sophia with the keys
of hell shaking in her trembling hand.
She begged me.I had to do it.
So one Thursday morning I spent a
Lifetime gracefully burning
Every inch of my body.
Not much convincing,
Just an occasional smile or wave
Or "hello" erupted my scars into
A cataclysmic fury of unproven
Feelings.
A faint-hearted half-smile
from my Sophia meant
A family ie 2 children,
One dog,a cat, a house in the
Bahamas,honeymoon in Paris,
Anniversary in Rome.
But as soon as my mind starts
meditating on these
forthcoming memories,I see
Sophia...with him.
The transaction is preety one-dimensional..she is now his
Sophia,a standard procedure
of transition.
Listening to my heartbeat
deteriorate from fantasy-land
To a sombre,double-dutch-mode
heartbeat bleeding memories.
Sophia.
Sophia.
Sophia.
Spohia.
Sphoai.
Shopai.
I can feel her presence,
carving piercings through my
Skin.
Sophia,I can hear her voice transform
into a large monster-like roar as
she tears up my flesh from the inside.
Sophia!
Listen to me.
Listen closely,Sophia.
In this pit of darkness where
all evil souls are kept.
How could you?
with a toxic mind and taunting
memories of a sassy figure
that amalgamate into
a fortress of
unwanted
Solitude.
I feel.
A burning sensation
rising amidst the pits
of my soul.
I saw Sophia.
I saw Sophia with the keys
of hell shaking in her trembling hand.
She begged me.I had to do it.
So one Thursday morning I spent a
Lifetime gracefully burning
Every inch of my body.
Not much convincing,
Just an occasional smile or wave
Or "hello" erupted my scars into
A cataclysmic fury of unproven
Feelings.
A faint-hearted half-smile
from my Sophia meant
A family ie 2 children,
One dog,a cat, a house in the
Bahamas,honeymoon in Paris,
Anniversary in Rome.
But as soon as my mind starts
meditating on these
forthcoming memories,I see
Sophia...with him.
The transaction is preety one-dimensional..she is now his
Sophia,a standard procedure
of transition.
Listening to my heartbeat
deteriorate from fantasy-land
To a sombre,double-dutch-mode
heartbeat bleeding memories.
Sophia.
Sophia.
Sophia.
Spohia.
Sphoai.
Shopai.
I can feel her presence,
carving piercings through my
Skin.
Sophia,I can hear her voice transform
into a large monster-like roar as
she tears up my flesh from the inside.
Sophia!
Listen to me.
Listen closely,Sophia.
In this pit of darkness where
all evil souls are kept.
How could you?
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