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Mar 2015
Ashes of the sentiments of her core
fall through the black hole

& for protection she goes to close the door
which falls through the hole

freedom, she cannot afford paying for
gravity pulls her to the hole

when it's time to heal it hurts more
she tries not to fall in the hole


......................


Dark signs are drawn on the urn of her soul

alone she holds the secret of her downfall

the dark eyes of her misrepresent her intentions

the shaking and breaking she never mentions


...............


Ashes of the sentiments of her core
fall through the black hole

& for protection she goes to close the door
which falls through the hole

freedom, she cannot afford paying for
gravity pulls her to the hole

when it's time to heal it hurts more
she tries not to fall in the hole


........................


Thirsty to death, she went to the water well

whilst saving herself, unfortunately she fell

that was the story of her dark lashes & eyes

it is tragic that she dies and they rise..
Monda Salem
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Monda Salem  Alexandria, Egypt
(Alexandria, Egypt)   
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