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Doaa Aladdin
  • May 30, 2018
  • 1 min

Closure

A thrush of adrenaline, A trembling notion Aching for a clue, Accompanied with shattered emotions That have been lingering For a decade, 
sharpened and all concrete, Fighting, This urge, Of ending; her misery. Through a glimpse of hope At this critical state, She has all of her knives Soaked in nothing But paint. On a plain white canvas Into bold embossed strokes, Aiming for Closure. Even if it is late Like this, she awakened, Her empty soul Through her diverse shades, Notici

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