Bushra Hassan

Had the experience of hell again......
Again dropped myself to a bottomless pit.....
A pit which will remain unseen...
Unseen to the naked eye....
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I looked at the mirror...
What did i see? ? ?
A broken eragon looking at me....
Her eyes burning, lips dry
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Hammered passion for an unrealistic thought of mistake.....
I wish u could find the inner you again....wid the artistic hands of love...
The prentending capabilities are burrying ur ownself down to core......
Thoughts of unmatch are painting your outer self to blue.....
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I saw the frost melting, the tickling sound of restlessness as it melts.....
Some restlessness on your face, face of cleared soul with some confused thought...
An useay discomfort facing ua soul raising high in comfort....
The naughty fits hiding under the serious charm of seriousness..
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The amatum is growing too fortid to the cordis.....
The uncontrolled burtch is desending deep to soul.....
The rthyms of unheard voice seems beautiful to the deaf ears....
The unchoosen dirigo seems wonderful to be walked upon....
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