When I Will Dying Poem by Sari Mavi

When I Will Dying



and it was sharp like a knife
incised wounds in
as well as an extraordinary pain

blood flow is not enough to keep me dying
but the pain was so terrible
enough to ask for the death of my way to avoid approaching

because I want to eliminate the rancor
on the sidelines in pain
I feel

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