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Injustice Lingers
Injustice lingers like an uninvited guest,
It settles in the corners of my mind,
Each whisper a thorn, a disruptor of rest,
With clenched fists, it whispers and unwinds.
Anger simmers, a storm beneath my skin,
Echoes of wounds, festering in the dark,
Each memory a bruise where hope has been,
A flickering candle, extinguished spark.
Yet beneath the rage, a fire does glow,
A fierce yearning for the scales to align,
To rise unshackled, reclaim what they owe,
For justice, my heart's aching design.
Storm Within
Fists clenched tight, a storm brews deep,
A tempest raging, in silence I keep.
Words unspoken, like thunder's roar,
Each pang of injustice cries for more.
Heat rising, a volcano's might,
As shadows of anger darken the light.
Yet in this turmoil, a whisper remains:
Strength born of fire, while breaking these chains.
Let lightning guide, not destroy what's near,
For in this fury, there's room for the clear.
From ashes of wrath, new strength shall arise,
A fierce determination reflected in my eyes.
Words Like Daggers
In shadows where the silence breathes,
A symphony of hurt unfurls,
Each word like daggers, sharp as teeth,
Leaving scars in tangled swirls.
You spoke in flames, a biting tongue,
Echoes of disdain that pierce the air,
A twisted song that’s left unsung,
With every note, a silent prayer.
Regrets draped heavy on my chest,
Like iron chains, they forge my fight,
Yet from this anger, I’ll find the best,
A fire kindled, igniting light.
Though scars may linger, bold and bright,
I’ll craft my strength from shards of pain,
With iron will, I’ll claim my right,
To rise anew, to heal, sustain.
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