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Showing posts with label Pakistan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pakistan. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Pakistan
piece of heart breaking away
as if a knife scorched through,
slow trickling blood, tears of brown and blue
the voices scream, soundless
nobody even hears, the remaining echoes
a soul cries for that piece,
wishing to stitch it back
guilt ridden to be so far
thought i would protect you from any harm,
i am sorry.
as if a knife scorched through,
slow trickling blood, tears of brown and blue
the voices scream, soundless
nobody even hears, the remaining echoes
a soul cries for that piece,
wishing to stitch it back
guilt ridden to be so far
thought i would protect you from any harm,
i am sorry.
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