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The Black Path

The Black Path

Blindly walking the black path
Ecstasy peppered with pain
Thick raindrops splash my foreheadΒ 
A feeble attempt of redemptionΒ 
The putrid oil of sour soil
Gray death smiles in the rain

A pea soup fog
Morning walkers with dogs
Where did this journey begin?Β 
My eyes avert their questioning gaze
No sleep for days
I answer silently...Β 
With saturated soul and skin

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Syd

Thank you so much Ebrahim.

- SydΒ 

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Syd

Thank you Anthony.

Much appreciated - SydΒ 

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Syd

Likewise Lisa. I always appreciate you reading. I always look forward to your kind comments.

SincerelyΒ  - SydΒ 

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Edward Williams

Sounds like the product of a walk and a thoughtΒ 
great write

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Syd

It certainly is the product of a walk and a thought Edward. Reflections of when I was younger.

Thanks for reading and leaving feed back.

Take careΒ  - SydΒ 

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Syd

Cheers Nigel.

I'm always greatful of your feedback

- SydΒ 

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Syd

Thank you so much T

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Syd

Thank you DD. I very much appreciate your kind comment and the pin.

- Syd xoΒ 

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