Confession
I confess;
The most often indication
About me,
Yes I’m frosty.
I don’t defend or elucidate
But
The words sometimes hurt.
In my mind
The bacteria caused infection
And now,
Bruises dripping blood
Eyes burning and
Whisper booms
“You are Heartless”
Copyright © Muqudus Shahab | Year Posted 2017
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