In early morning with strings <br />I felldown by asniper bullet <br />and I asked hin to reveal her mask <br />let see your face <br />before being shot salvation <br />before that recent walrus breath <br />and then she screaming my lord <br />wer is your preth <br />it was snipers <br />my baby <br />do you remeber <br />our favorites song <br />let me see your face <br />under the same sun <br />in the same place <br />let me see your ayes <br />in light moon befor adeth<br /><br />medhat ghussen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-kiss-in-syria/
