Psoriasis
On a fair land, rebel the white knights;
Of the red rivers under it, within nights.
The Poison of Protection reached, blighted her bones
"Cure" was called, what flecked her as drones.
Of the red rivers under it, within nights.
The Poison of Protection reached, blighted her bones
"Cure" was called, what flecked her as drones.
White, pink, red. However her chaotic flowers'll be.
Unmatched beauty, an Art she'll always be.
for my mother.
It's great aminah
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ReplyDeleteYour writing is as beautiful as your sensitive soul Aminah. ❤️
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