There is a crack
in her soul,
She tries to plug up the crack
as her life shyly creeps out,
Her love abandoned her,
He coldly watches her and smiles
when her heart begins to slow,
Her warmth throbs
and her passion ebbs,
Darkness embraces her
and she tastes the fruits of peace.
©Rangzeb Hussain
Apr 16, 2010
Apr 16, 2010 at 12:07 PM UTC
There is a crack
in her soul,
She tries to plug up the crack
as her life shyly creeps out,
Her love abandoned her,
He coldly watches her and smiles
when her heart begins to slow,
Her warmth throbs
and her passion ebbs,
Darkness embraces her
and she tastes the fruits of peace.
©Rangzeb Hussain
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