Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Life

By Ezzat Goushegir

Half-deflated balloon,
Clung to the tallest corner of ceiling
Stared out the window,
Inhaled fresh scent of apple tree blossoms
From the broken glass
Cried
For the last gulp of air.
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