Drip, drop. There's no stop.
Each small drop of red hatred
Falls from her pale skin.
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Life Through S.T.A.R.S.
شِعرA series of haikus, all as cold and raw as life. Life through its many ups and downs. Life through sickness and health. Life through the eyes of those in pain. Life through S.T.A.R.S.: - Soliloquies - Troubles - Anonymity - Regrets - Scars
Drip, Drop
Drip, drop. There's no stop.
Each small drop of red hatred
Falls from her pale skin.
