Thursday, 26 March 2015

Migraine

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Eyes are flickering
Hunger has vanished
My head is Throbbing
And the migraine is here

The control freak
Is squeezing  hard.
Eyes are blinking with
The power of the brightness

In his presence
He kept me awake.
Whispering voices
fuelled the agony.

In his madness
My will power crumbles
When I dropped
He pulled his charm

In the dimness
I  sketched his portrait
When I found me
I was tired to fight with him

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