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Playing Of Shadows
Behind the shadows lies a land,
covered with dead,
dripping blood
colouring the path the humans thread.
each shade taking a new turn
for the human hurts to learn
flowing fountain turning black
just as the swans quack
same as ordinary but
players find it extraordinary
leaning towards the cut
tearing them apart
pieces turn to threads
toys see nothing less
blinded by the thought
yet they don’t stop
stopping seems to cross
but the ignorance holds
for that is how they have been mold
but they try to keep up the load
swans bathe in the dark water
trying to find in what’s left
leaving the place of shine
Turing into what’s horrifying
© Nazah Purnota
covered with dead,
dripping blood
colouring the path the humans thread.
each shade taking a new turn
for the human hurts to learn
flowing fountain turning black
just as the swans quack
same as ordinary but
players find it extraordinary
leaning towards the cut
tearing them apart
pieces turn to threads
toys see nothing less
blinded by the thought
yet they don’t stop
stopping seems to cross
but the ignorance holds
for that is how they have been mold
but they try to keep up the load
swans bathe in the dark water
trying to find in what’s left
leaving the place of shine
Turing into what’s horrifying
© Nazah Purnota
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