Monday, 16 July 2018

My curse

Neither could I erase
The bruises on my flesh
Nor could I obliterate
The grief you engraved
In my soul

That's how you will stay
A lifetime of hurt

You were never mine
Nor can be, for any other.

Soaked is my earth, still
With your ruthless maneuver
All that escapes from my core is
Curse.






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