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Aug 2016
Find a universe where tears taste like wine
Let them sink down your throat like blood vessels
Let the hurt get to the ends of your brain
Let it remind you how high your soul can reach
Be a *******
For the sake of angels bound to submit and demons destined to burn
For the soldier who's heart beat is counted by the number of bullets left inside his gun and the girl looking for him in the stars each night
For the fingers and palms put together on a hospital bed waiting for the beeping line to go straight
For the silent cries of every naked woman having to suffocate under her breath and drown in her own blood
For the child who knows nothing about childhood and the man who lost a child
I'm sorry
I wish I knew about bandates and pain killers
I wish I had the cure
I wish I could save you from the monsters hunting your skull and the nails filling your wounds
But I can try
Come to me
**I will pour you a glass of wine
Salma Elaouni
Written by
Salma Elaouni  Tunisia
(Tunisia)   
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