Strokes Of The Fangs - Poem by Malaya Roses
Braided words come untangled
Sooth the dusk
Earnest for the cold twilight, white
Snowy cognizance from the poor is always plain.
Greedy pang strokes the fangs.
Manipulated subject was not objected
Gain from nothing
Spoken about beauty,
Perfected rhetoric to reach heaven but steps not taken.
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