Thursday, May 2, 2013

M A Y



- I closed my door 

cool more heartbreaking than laments misfortune, 
tore pores, air shaking in the dead wind
: I stop waiting to here 

love like fog that never lived 
marched without no real form clasped 
became homesick stone 
, take a trip to the anxiety without end 
is not only a liar who failed to play-act 
"forget it .... months it changed
pick up full moon at the end of the story .... "



Agats - Asmat, May 14, 2012

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