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Blood with red petals from the rose are spread * * * * The steps are getting closer and closer to Zahra's door How do they not know? Its Ahmed's daughter her blood is pure Do they have no fear? No fear for Allah? Are they not sure? They came with anger to the purist rose the rose from Ahmed * * * * They got to the door they knew she was there they attacked her They had no mercy they just did not care made life harder With her woman's strength she dropped every tear voice got louder With her broken ribs she fell on the ground the rose from Ahmed _______ A.J.K |