Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Neelam Singh

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Violent eyes
Cunning comments
Heart piercing growls
Evil intent

Gossip gossip gossip
I struggled to stand
Fingers pointed
Tongues lashed
Whipped I was
Crucified to the end

Death and life balanced me on each side
I trod on uneven ground
The crowd stood around
Then why was I alone?

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