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kianamp
kianamp in love with the art of poetry
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only after this, would we be equal.

equal.

for an infinity

of an eternity

can my voice

carry out

the muffled sobs

to the lungs

of everyone who has hurt me?

may the force

of my condensed air

make their chest smolder

with blackened smoke

may they cough blood

in the name

of every wound

they've inflicted

and of all the blood

they drank

from my exposed heart

may the tears

burn like acid

and climb up their throats

to char every word

they said to scorch me

may the choked sounds

vibrate through their bodies

and echo in their minds

until the day

they catch fire

only then

would we

be equal

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