Zephyr

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Bruised to the point of death.
Burnt till she can burn no more.
My heart spins,
Vibrating to numbness.

Sitting...
Waiting...
Seeing ....
Praying.....

Words unspoken
Words of spite and hate poured into her soul
Her eyes...
Stone.
and my Heart?

For how long must we carry this pain?
How long must I bear this mad malevolence?
How long must we cry?

Man shows no mery to his brother.
Just as vultures do to the carcass of their brothers.
Humans have lost compassion.
"Why?''

Bruised to the point of death.
Burnt till she can burn no more.
My heart continues to spin
Vibrating to numbness...





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