#WritcoPoemChallenge
My heart became stone
when I can't help some in pavement
with their hand surrounded by skin
- revealed bone.
My red heart farm
attacked by storm
of sadness
made my happiness
to became a pliable bone.

My heart became stone,
my blood became solid stone,
so I am affected by mental pain
so I am stopped to gain
some happiness.
#Pravith
#Poetry
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