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She Paradox…



Oh! The days

and the nights

spent fighting

this inner fight.

She Paradox,


poured into a box

of crystal so thin…

About to burst,

ready to blow…

slaying in a flash

any standing foe

foolish enough to

misjudge her force,

blinded by her deep

sorrow, of course!

But her fears fed

her fire, and her fire

dried her tears, and

the more she suffered

the higher held her shields!

She Paradox,


poured in a box

of crystal so thin…

Not sure yet if the

clock is ticking, or

if the hardening glass

will end up salvaging.




14 thoughts on “She Paradox…

      1. I’m taking the liberty of copying your comment in my post’s comment box ๐Ÿ™‚ Just in case… I sure don’t want to lose it somehow! Thank you again! xx


  1. ellenbest24 said: ‘Wow! A round of applause could be heard from the crowd. A standing ovation, a roar so loud a poet like this knows how to feel proud as he takes his encore with a flourishing bow.’


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