Category: Poem
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Out of Order
My soul wears spread wings and my heavy heart between, frail, jittery hands, my mind dissolves over time. I look around, lost, perfectly out of order. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou
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Pious Fear
Vast, bright, captivating horizons reveal before me, and my shaky hand reaches out with all heart and pure bliss, but the mind captured in chains of fear piously resists freedom. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou
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Tragic Heart
Love covered in a cloak of pain embracing and tearing me in thousand pieces in a play of foolish love stories. But sanity -still- is holding on strong and carries humorous this tragedy on the shoulders of the crushed heart. ©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

