“Lost Verse”
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Teared pieces of paper are on the floor
The words are singing you a broken song
No wonder, meanings are knocking at your door
That after the pain you'll be strong
Have you heard before,the story of the Rose?
Even a beauty is painful to touch
Incomplete and also complicated poem,
I expressed.
Every words ,every title ,I make was preaterning to someone.
It was the person in front of the mirror
Who smiled in the mirror but the mirror reflected the opposite
Terrifying, isn't it?
The intonations are stressed
The reflections are sum of one
Which I mean is 0 + 1
Zero is the mirror
And one is you
