She: the NightmareA Poem by Basmakyah Borz
She makes people uneasy.
She separates souls from bodies; same goes for heads… She mirrors the sociopathy, the grit, the ruthlessness threefold. She is a nightmare - a nightmare, I tell you - no one ever wakes up from. © 2015 Basmakyah Borz |
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