Momentary glances came through
foolish desires passing my bloody heart
pristine beaches line my imagination
supper for two unknown believers
pain cutting deeper into the abyss of hell
plunging myself head first into the searing flame
quietly the foootsteps of the doves patter on the ground
wings intertwine flying high cruelty of hypocrisy settles in my blood
Can a momentary glance do that?
ones selfish desires and pinpricks of affections
live in my veins pulsating full of imagination
looking this way and then turn a full circle
red blood stained my hands
anger supresses the reign of man
momentary glances at the train station....
Noura Talib...
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If this is about what I think it's about I know how you feel. Momentary glances at a theatre too.
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