A sole body
Hair splitted
An aimless vagabond
face smeared with ash
shadows deeply prevail
marked as a vanquished anguish
Tears that fall downstream
touches her every despaired *****
With her very passionate words
Oh! words she said,
That collided horrifyingly in the amidst
of a pandemonium.
Her pair of sore ***** encored
that lay attached to her soul
pheromones muttered,
it echoed in the minds of lust;
yet alive in her dreams
knots tied to a field of scorn
still she dreams,
Dream for freedom.
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 12:10 AM UTC
A sole body
Hair splitted
An aimless vagabond
face smeared with ash
shadows deeply prevail
marked as a vanquished anguish
Tears that fall downstream
touches her every despaired *****
With her very passionate words
Oh! words she said,
That collided horrifyingly in the amidst
of a pandemonium.
Her pair of sore ***** encored
that lay attached to her soul
pheromones muttered,
it echoed in the minds of lust;
yet alive in her dreams
knots tied to a field of scorn
still she dreams,
Dream for freedom.
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