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This is a poetry about the girl child

Ripped soul, only my face show

'gudup gudup'

My heart fears, what they call mare

Creapy crawl, my tears flow

'gudup gudup'

My heart beats, like a racing horse


Like a drum filled with serpents and a human

So are a million words,

Trapped in my heart

'Shhhhhhhh!'

"Say no word, lest you're judged"

Yet I get bitten the more I'm shut.


Soaked eyes like cotton in rain

But these tears are just symptoms

Ohoooo!

A bulb in my throat

Threatening to break

Like a bird overdue in it's shell

Ohoooo!

A wall over an athlete's space

A stronghold too powerful

Would this wall crack soon?


Beautiful tragedy

Aweful strategy

Commendable Prodigy

A wundakind female

A Prima Donna sewer

Whose words are seen as sewage

Properly disposed in a dumpage

With a grime dumpster


But this heart is

Blaring like a crashing cymbal

Blasting like a trumpet's tone

I wish it'd be soothing

Like a pianist's chord

Or healing like a violinist's flow

Not tormenting like a flutist's whistle



Succoring in tears,

I'll find breakthrough

Perhaps if I rip off the band-aid

Over my closed tongue

I would get some first-aid

Breakthrough!

©️ Sophy Bless, July 17, 2020.

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Creapy Ohoooo Sophy Bless

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