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this is a poem made by a person i'm really closed to. Please enjoy it.
Suffocating Sinner
Trodding up, contentment deceived
by each liftings, spells, kindled fires in hells.
The sun glares are smiting
the black hole in your chest deepening
sinking thee slowly into
ever reaching hands of the devils.
Where art thou faith and hopes?
Lest burning in foolish thoughts.
The candle thou placed
sought dried leaves of prayers,
finishing in one heap of ashes.
Burnt endeavours pay no rewards.
In a whistle, the candle flickers to darkness.
Listening closely to the designs;
corruption plannings of exiled arrogants;
humming sweet sins in your ears
decorating thou heart with black furnitures,
no lights needed.
Crowded, shadowed room of sins and
restless guilt.
Agony screams in silence.
Descend from the top and
feel the warmth from the soft light
that shines through the camouflaged
plastic door of doom.
Relive the tree that bears good fruits.
Bury the black hole with repentence.
And thee shall rejoice.
Afza Diyana Abdullah
i hope u'll like it and i will convey it to her any comments..

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