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Fallen Woman “Nini”

lies, betrayal, deceit, woman, dark, love, pain,

My pen moves to spit out the poison brought forth by your ways,
Your empty thoughtless days.
Lips as dark as your heart,
A soul torn apart.
A mind writhing in pain,
By a heart hidden in vain.
You’ve painted chaos with sin,
From the darkness of everywhere you’ve been.
Telling lies to yourself that you pay for in blood,
A tsunami rises up threats of your flood.
Vacant space shews from your eyes,
Windows to a lonesome disguise.
No compassion, worry or care,
Have you ever ventured to dare.
Soulless is my description of choice,
Tainted honey oozes from your voice.
Double this and double that,
A smelly rotten pathetic rat.
May the weight of your pride fill you up,
May you evermore drink from an empty cup.
May the sorrows you cause haunt your putrid mind,
And no peace may your wicked heart find.
As for the mire in you soul,
May it spread out turning your dreams to coal.
You will live in your narrow thoughts undefined,
Stumbling alone and blind,
With nothing real, nothing bright, nothing in your sight.
~c.l.l./Fatima Amal (2016)

Dedicated to "her". Just spitting some of that pain out...it's the ones without compassion or remorse that we should pity the most. My heart will beat on because it is full of love. Love eats away the hate.

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