3.11.2017

- in the name of Allah -


still human I am, still mortal my sight, 
live I must, regardless of plight, 

seeking a light, to accompany my own, 
shackled for now, to one who can't let go,

the iron-y palpable, like pills in overdose,
taste of hemophilia, where wounds won't let close,

my end will be mine, no one's to share,
dreams and deeds both, to keep company there.

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