Wednesday, 15 April 2015

Bleed...


There, she was nude,
an old body, hanging around;
Across her breasts,
A knife takes a cut off
…Bleed for two days.
Then, she was rude,
an old love, burning at one end;
Towards her armpits,
A needle pierce into
…Bleed for two days
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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