Better Man
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Poetry
As I stand, and look through these bars,
I can’t help to think of my lil stars,
How I wished I could have been a better man,
Sometimes I think, ‘why have I been dealt this hand?’
But I am what I am, and who I will always be,
Because I know I can produce a better me,
The same as I was, just in a different lane,
Because the monster in me I can now tame.
Date Published
November 11, 2025
By Janali
Cold blows the wind tonight, sweetheart, cold are the drops of rain, cold are the four walls of my cell, so cold I shall remain.
ISSUE NO. 28
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