# She

- Link: https://mohammadjazim.blog/2019/04/15/she/
- Published: 2019-04-15T18:10:23+05:30
- Author: Mohammad Jazim

⌊IMG_20180318_151444.jpg⌉In the cusp of closing night, I look into your weary
eyes; once outshining city lights. I see no way to realize the healing of this blight–
I venture to make a phoenix cry. Remedy of such mythos might, just prove unjust 
cries. Chance restoring your ere vacant sight – fighting soul’s primal guide. As
any chance to restore my bride, binds our fractured lives.

Cure me off,  Heal me in.
 Act as your name, i will wait in pain.

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