Before No Poem by Malaya Roses

Before No



Simple way
To treat some sins
With sorrow
On a barren land
Leave her to die
Alone
But
Could be better
If she alive
And mend the effect
Consequences
Might be fine
Could be a silky soft
Woven rope is on a thread comb
Tangled
But cutting them off
Will never be a final solution
Try
Before no.


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