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Khayr souf Apr 2019
Using a canvas and a brush,
I paint the face that is posh.
with a swift of the brush,
His sharp eyes came to view.

Using a pencil and a pad,
I draw the body that is never fat.
With a swipe of the pencil,
The body appears ever graceful.

Using a stick on the seashore,
I had still draw my role model.
With the waves singing to my ears,
And the sun reflecting it's light .

Using a pebble on a hard rock,
I had still craft my papa.
With the peak of the mountains as my seat,
And the whole world as the audience.

KhayrSouf |papaspride
via| beneatherwords
Khayr souf Apr 2019
When you see my dead
Avoid the flash and the shots
When you see my dead
instead pray for my soul.

If I hurt you here
Please do revenge here
But when you see my dead
Don't say foul on the being.

When you see my dead
Don't keep shedding tears
when you see my dead
Instead do pray for my rest

When you see my dead
Don't be shocked and ask "Why?
As when you see my dead
Is a warning, as you will also be there.

Khayrsouf | whenyouseemydead
via| beneatherwords

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