Clara.
Clara sits by the grave,
Staring at the mount of mud.
She remembers the way her father died,
The way her vision blurred with blood.
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Clara wills herself to stay strong,
But the tears make their way down her cheeks.
The sound of the bullet piercing her father's skull,
Makes her bones weak.
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Clara stands up with effort,
Dusting the mud off her blood-stained skirt.
"You left me father. Left me alone in this cruel world.
But I know its not your fault, so I will take revenge for the way you've been hurt."
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Clara finds the beast who killed her father and raises her gun,
But she stops as a sense of humanity seeps up her mind.
She remembers her father's cheerful smile as he said,
"Remember darling, an eye for an eye only makes the world blind."
|| RidzFameen ||
~♥~
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Bleeding words (Poetry)
Poetry"Raise your words, not your voice. It's rain that grows plants, not thunder." - Rumi. Words. They can kill and they can heal. They can hurt and they can reveal. They are written and they are thought. They are read and they are bought. They are w...
