My Skin Poem by Naveed Akram

My Skin



Fry his skin in evermost simplicity,
Take a word on so I can keep the ability;
I remember a late arrival,
I reduce happiness-role,
What do you take me by?

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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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