perjantai 30. toukokuuta 2014


Afraid of mirrors
she broke a red pot of clay

With watery eyes
a girl tried to glue it
but the greenness of the grass
blinding and yelling only to her

without exceptions
took over her cover

Success isn’t made for ones like you

Afraid of smiles
a woman hides her head
under cover

Such is life
they call broken

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