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Amada Paul Israel
@israelamadapaul172464
1 month ago

In the quiet corners of the night,
Where whispers echo, hearts ignite,
A word erupts like thunder’s clap,
Unruly passion, the world’s mishap.

A sacred scream, a rebel's cry,
It cuts through silence, daring the sky,
With every syllable, defiance swells,
A tale of love, of longing, of hells.

In lustful embrace, it shatters the calm,
In anger, it roars, a tempest, a balm,
A paradox wrapped in a single breath,
Life's chaos, its beauty, its dance with death.

Yet beneath the fury, a longing persists,
For connection, for meaning, in fleeting trysts,
So let it be raw, let it cut like a knife,
In the heart of the storm, lies the essence of life.

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