I can't level myself with words, it is what I do everyday that defines me, complicated but simple.
Saturday, December 2, 2017
Friday, December 1, 2017
The silence..
IMAGE CREDIT: My dear friend +Joanna
The girl is weaving
The words of her fate,
She wants to know
Where is
The angel of destiny?
Her pain
Is barking on her
But she is
Unable to do
Except to listen
The silence of screaming.
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