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Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Cebisan minda anak liar #150

she is a hollow sounding rhythm pulsing ,
lining my dreams with concrete walls
that i keep running
straight into

she is a headache : a concoction of
blood and blinded eyes
that are made for
seeing

she is blankness , an empty
sheet of paper
(and i cannot
write)

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