We are Immortal



Abduct our minds.

Bend them in two.

Take our hearts,

And bruise them too.


Your dirty hands,

Gripped red soil,

Then you checked our pulse


With envious words,

So viscous, naked and new

You’ve carved into our souls,

And pained us on cue


We are still immortal,

Standing our ground under patient light

We are the ones, who show our scars,

From those who constantly wound us at night. 


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