Monday, May 14, 2012

Dispassion Comments

Rating: 2.7

This must have feathered the face, the edge of a paper,
Would cut through cheek. Smashing its way through the angry,
Shouts of the one singing like a Mexican, and yelling fire from tongue.
I have forgiven myself many times. My hands reached to the papers of currency.
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Sadiqullah Khan
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