danced

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it was fun

to dance

to have fun.

It was true

that the taste of alcohol

filled the void

of an absent father.

And the boys

-ah the boys!-

so goddamn hot

She felt special when they noticed her

Appreciated her fine attributes.

She felt nice when they told her of all the things they would do to her body

Oh The Feeling!

of when they actually did.

Zina!?

pffffftttttt

you're talking about

hot

hot

hot

s*x

And it was true.

This girl,

had forgotten of the people who came before her.

Who

FOUGHT

to keep religion alive.

Who

DIED

because of

the haters.

Oh daughter of Islam

become modest.

Do not forget who you are.

And turn to Allah.

Verily all sins are forgiven except shirk.




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a meaning

a purpose

a reason


To Live


For these hollow and empty

searching for something greater,

something stronger than this insignificant cycle

of living to die.


Because of all were promised

By one who'll never

Break His Word.

And finally we'll be content.


A Poem By Zainab --- Veiled_Humour ---

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