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Dec 2015
Like emerging from a canvas he rose,

Taking away my breaths and sanity


Like dusty scent, through lanes now he blows

While I take in his scent and keep him captivated.


The shadows of death lingered in his mind.

And I tried but I couldn't chase them away


And I saw our failing love,

Our fading red.


Our souls used to collide within our shells,

It was hollow inside us, we were just two empty wells.


Our depths couldn't be seen through eyes,

We were so deep, we defined infinite


I saw our falling love,

Our fading red


One day, he screamed, wrapped in agony

And I howled while vacancy shook me.


His breaths were taken away

And mine were not but empty again, we lay


Although we belonged together

Still we were torn apart


This was the last time I saw our dying love

Our...faded...red
-MAY
May Asher
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May Asher  17/F/Jeddah, KSA
(17/F/Jeddah, KSA)   
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