Tag: Ayah Musaad
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by Ayah Musaad Not normal bodies but plain skeletons painted with flesh. Heads swollen, concave stomachs, tired eyes and stick-thin legs… Kids with no childhoods, orphans; innocents forced to live in fear and stress. More children, more mothers and more fathers die, Everyday, like falling raindrops… Some leave their children to this world, Leave their…
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Thoughts into Words
by Ayah Musaad Monday, 20 June 2011 09:00 p.m When I’m inspired… Words of thoughts run like tears when you cry. Powerful words rushing like a strong tide; Leaping with wisdom and growing wide. But, don’t be scared… for these words are kind. These words of thoughts are free of any lie. So you see…