Soul's Murderer Poem by Hiba H Zantout
Soul's Murderer
May death bestill upon the darkness of her mind!
May coldness veils the stupidity of her heart!
May she attest the pain she bethrown upon his pure heart.
A heart vanquished by the blackness of her senses
forged to dim the soul's mirror with her jealousy.
A moment of envy shed the witch's curse
upon the colors of joy & love shading their lives.
For she is the murderer of the better soul
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