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The Devils Paradise #41 Exacerbated Dreams
What is that it got shattered in front of my eyes..Is the old memories or the trust broken without a
single thought..A Parthian shot from those hands that brought her to this world..from those hands that took care of her every needs..
those hands that wiped her tears..those hands that was blessing her..those hands are now covered with blood..Blood of her life..
Blood of that person whom she failed to understand..the person who now stands in hegemony heights of her heart..There is no point in deflection from that very place..
A devil is that what she thought about him and what did he turn out..A dark prince with haunted world and thoughts around him..And a person whom she saw as her protector
turned a beast in a spar moment of his emotions to pierce knife through his heart for left her heart to bleed..How can any sapein kill someone..
As a daughter i empathize with the fact he wanted his daughter a peaceful life how can I live with peace when I am assembled with so much guilt..
As a wife I am tortured to see him bath in blood..those haunting moments when his heart stopped to beat..those moments when his warm breath stopped...those moments of nightmare i lived as his...and i am gonna die as his..
Today I stand in front of the person who has covered his hands with my husbands blood what is my stance should i support but how can I ..
daresay act as a daughter am i over whelmed that a father can go to extent No Nor that Nor this..
Trust is now rough-grained hewn through the spasmatic wires to pull those strings but it has loosen its bits..or is it broken..How could not he see the love for him in my eyes..How could not he judge my actions for my husband..
How did he miss to enact upon that deadly deed...
P.S Pics credit to FB 😛
What is that it got shattered in front of my eyes..Is the old memories or the trust broken without a
single thought..A Parthian shot from those hands that brought her to this world..from those hands that took care of her every needs..
those hands that wiped her tears..those hands that was blessing her..those hands are now covered with blood..Blood of her life..
Blood of that person whom she failed to understand..the person who now stands in hegemony heights of her heart..There is no point in deflection from that very place..
A devil is that what she thought about him and what did he turn out..A dark prince with haunted world and thoughts around him..And a person whom she saw as her protector
turned a beast in a spar moment of his emotions to pierce knife through his heart for left her heart to bleed..How can any sapein kill someone..
As a daughter i empathize with the fact he wanted his daughter a peaceful life how can I live with peace when I am assembled with so much guilt..
As a wife I am tortured to see him bath in blood..those haunting moments when his heart stopped to beat..those moments when his warm breath stopped...those moments of nightmare i lived as his...and i am gonna die as his..
Today I stand in front of the person who has covered his hands with my husbands blood what is my stance should i support but how can I ..
daresay act as a daughter am i over whelmed that a father can go to extent No Nor that Nor this..
Trust is now rough-grained hewn through the spasmatic wires to pull those strings but it has loosen its bits..or is it broken..How could not he see the love for him in my eyes..How could not he judge my actions for my husband..
How did he miss to enact upon that deadly deed...
P.S Pics credit to FB 😛
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