You are too far to be real,
I will lose you forever after the first encounter.
You will vanish completely like everyone else,
You will tell me that you love the turning of my face and my paleness,
And that we are similar in most things,
A good film and a good curiosity, and it ends...
A world sinking into vomit, and I am sinking into blood.
Immersed in blood, dissolved fat, and the smell of burnt hair,
I want to live, but people like me are unknown to the world,T
he earth remembers them from time to time,
So the fields and graves call them.
I believe you won't say foolishly that we are similar,
That's why I keep staring at you, like I stare at the sun,
So that the lotus flower will bloom inside my mind...
I hope to see you soon, for I am a believer, extremely peaceful, And in no way harmful.
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Taste Of Anger
PoetryI choose anger instead of sorrow I prefer madness over sadness I never want to be a victim. cover © : SIILDA