Wednesday, 21 September 2016

V.MAYA SOFEA


I….
I was standing against the wall ...
Understanding each stanza contents had met ...
It turned out that I could not understand ..
Can only see and read it ..

I….
I am indeed worthless bitch and self ..
That always bothered themselves with fire ..
Draw fire with incisions dream ..
I smeared into this valley ...

And I…
I look at the core of self ...
Being neatly on the deserted ..
And I become silent in every day ..

Because my fire extinguished in silent inflatable ...

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