Your burning bridge has distorted my face.
Not my legs were cut off,
But beating heart
On Procrustian bed.
The Phoenix felt the pain.
But it reborn every time.
And I will rise again,
I'm strong enough.
While you're sharpening the knife
For a new victim over the next fourty days..
Март 2026
The Scar
© Copyright: Анна Борзова, 2026
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