by Nadia Lafi
motionless in the embrace
of coinciding hope
he fled my eyes with defeated grace
his last strength for his dope
twisted neck from two many dates
recidivist fears and gambling thoughts
the trip just ceded
to the next day
and running tears irrigate the past
words of love embbeded
in a wrong way
i should leave and run fast
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Nadia Lafi
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Nadia Lafi
Last updated May 01, 2016