A dark secret
of double standard,
releases the hidden forces.
You must
bend backward to walk.
This was the rape of surrender.
The art of dodging,
the decoy effect.
You choose the ultimate hypocrisy.
You do not confirm
the rage of shirtless.
A name goes begging for the figures.
Shrine in mud,
will give you a final call
before starting the builddown.
- Author: satishverma ( Offline)
- Published: August 8th, 2018 18:15
- Category: Nature
- Views: 12
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