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Sometimes, the bassless whispers haunting our shr

Sometimes,
the bassless whispers 
haunting our shrill nights 
don't end
with the beginning
of new days, 
hazy arrows 
of the early sunlight 
blindsiding us 
to the nakedness of 
yesterday's demons 
that have nowhere 
to go. 

     I get up. The demons are up before me. The treble is soul piercing. 
#demons #night #yqbaba
Sometimes,
the bassless whispers 
haunting our shrill nights 
don't end
with the beginning
of new days, 
hazy arrows 
of the early sunlight 
blindsiding us 
to the nakedness of 
yesterday's demons 
that have nowhere 
to go. 

     I get up. The demons are up before me. The treble is soul piercing. 
#demons #night #yqbaba
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Amit Jotwani

New Creator

I get up. The demons are up before me. The treble is soul piercing. #demons #Night #yqbaba