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Catharsis

February 26, 2015
By LaraybAbrar BRONZE, Jeddah, Other
LaraybAbrar BRONZE, Jeddah, Other
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She sits atop the cliff,
Overlooking the teal sea,
and writes.
Wind thrashes and crashes and screams:
bitter, cold, biting slanders,
cursing the works therein,
and accusing of all sin.
She shivers.

The clouds stir,
a raindrop falls,
She puts her pen down.
Gray disquiets the sky,
She stands up.

The clouds darken,
grow sinister,
melancholy gray turns black,
The sea surges -
in tumultuous torrents,
unceasing,
unremitting,
The wind rages,
shrieks,
disparages -

 

She jumps.



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