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💭Reflection

Wild Ones

Nanda Regine

I try to gather my thoughts in a single fileTo safely land on paperBut they are not meant for such disciplineThey are not meant to be sugar-coatedOnly to disguise the fact that they are...A messAn eruption of flavours that could leave your tongue feeling bitter...But satisfiedSo, I let them run wild like scavengersTo purge on the blank piece of paper,On the eyes that will bleed from reading them andOn the soul that has the same madness hidden within their mindClawing anxiously to be set free

— Nanda Regine

From “Inside Her Roses”