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When I stand up 

written by Khawla Tahri 7 January 2016


I’m afraid i can’t raise my voice again. They glared at me at the point I felt my soul lost.
I tried to open my mouth but it was shrinking. My muscles were suffering , I’m was in pain.
I hang onto the chair to get some power.. I couldn’t even breath.
My fears grew up with his look.
I could beat them all but his look let me down.
The silent of his look was higher than their voices.
I struggled more and more, when an image from the near past moved on my head where I was his voice and his look.
He glared at me more. He saw a light coming from my eyes.
He felt familiar with it ..
I took the power i give him in that second.
I felt a chemical reaction on my body. I could taste the smell of my anger.
He troubled for a while. I saw the color of his soul strangling in internally.
I removed my hand from the chair and stand up.
I’m breathing the pain but i’m free again. I stand up and look at them.
Why they are down !!
No they were where they are but i just stand up ..

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Annaya Khan 5 January 2016 - 13 h 42 min

I like what you wrote. Very thought-provoking.
Thought I’d say you had stolen it from a famous artist. I even search it on google !
Well done ! keep it up

Kkhawla tahri 5 January 2016 - 13 h 52 min

Thank you for your comment . I appreciate it
I love creating something that no one else can copy or reproduce.

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I like what you are doing! 2 Thumbs UP!!!!!did you felt this for real

Khawla Tahri 6 January 2016 - 11 h 02 min

Thank you for your commemt; yup i think I did,

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