Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Bed of Distress

Kissing in Bed

My bed was my coffin.
My blanket could breath.
My pillow had tears.
What have you done to me.
His bed had been to other places. 
His blanket had many HERS.
His pillow had lipstick all over.
What has he left me with?

                                   - Written By: Zainab Shah

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