Treasure Island

Besa Dede


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Fate suddenly turned against me.
Painfully it gripped its wicked claws within my soul.
Now I, hurt and crushed,
Try to heal my wounds...

Submitted: Friday, May 03, 2013
Edited: Saturday, May 04, 2013

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  • Thomas A Robinson (5/11/2013 9:09:00 AM)

    Your title has been stripped away from you. Your pain bared for all to see.
    Now all you can do is clutch your nakedness in shame and go home and heal.
    Few words abundantance of emotion . (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (5/4/2013 4:31:00 AM)

    Fate is a depersonalized entity and force, but it's we who have given her all the ultimate power, not The Almighty...
    ...but this...Try to heal wounds... is an ample try, to hit the fate back! ! ! (Report) Reply

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