Could you kill me more than once?
Absolute no.
Could you slaughter me more than twice?
Total nay.
Could you inflict death upon me more than thrice?
Never
Could you?
Due respect,
You
A tender meat
Flesh among creature
Stand on many bones of shame
Still sipping the water from a mercy mountains
So tell the world your story,
Could you be the god of evil?
Keep pleasing dishonor in the name of revenge?
Could you, dear ex-lover?
Did your best,
But still I am survived!!!
To survive pride one must know humility. For if you were hungry could you ask for food. For if your cloth were wholly could you ask for new clothes. The poor sit on the bottom always asking for something from those on the top.
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Truly beautiful, and passionate. I am in love with this poem. It is my favourite of the day, and I have read many.