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Feb 2016
And we're all ugly inside,
Damaged and ruptured,
While our souls are trapped in our skins so tight,    
Trying hard to escape like a bird,
Faking a smile and dressed so right,
With shiny eyes like the tip of a sword,  
Look at me deeply in the white light,
You'd see the darkest spirit ever.
Faeza Kazim
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Faeza Kazim  Jeddah
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