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Wounded

Updated: Feb 22

By Safa Peshimam (Kalopsia Wiz)


Scars so deep,

Every night did she weep.

Blades in her hand,

No scar was covered up with a band.


She let those wounds bleed,

Just like he let her heart bleed.

Left in the bottle are drugs,

just some,

Awaiting for the ultimate end to come.


By Safa Peshimam (Kalopsia Wiz)



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Nadeem Peshimam
Nadeem Peshimam
Sep 18, 2023
Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

The grace and eloquence of your poem are a reflection of the grace and eloquence within your own heart.

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Fady M.Farahat
Fady M.Farahat
Sep 11, 2023
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your words is everything

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tanzimp
Sep 11, 2023
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The elegance and grace of your poetry are a reflection of your profound understanding of the human experience.

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Parvez Ahmed Peshimam
Parvez Ahmed Peshimam
Sep 11, 2023
Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

Your poem is a heartfelt expression of the beauty and depth of the human spirit, leaving us inspired and uplifted.

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