The copper dread transmuting
Love in revolts, shame
The sick hand in it all
The crying zone
The night is splendour
In consciences dying
For a small talk and transcendence.
Have and retry
What it all meant.
- By Laila Ali Haid
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The copper dread transmuting
Love in revolts, shame
The sick hand in it all
The crying zone
The night is splendour
In consciences dying
For a small talk and transcendence.
Have and retry
What it all meant.
- By Laila Ali Haid
Poem by Laila Ali Haid Doth sow repentance a seed forgo lies in death thou weep fruition in rain, wending the basin silk doth run a line in ...
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