Keep crushing...
How can a crash and a crush happen here in the carpark
i'm supposed to clench my fists in the dark
But now i'm intrepid, ever as much
Holding hands are safer, something between lovers
Inside the private car sitting a human and a shadow
When they're drunken,
a crash happens in an instant moment, involving only one car
When they're drunken,
a crush happens all of a sudden;
even
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One Who Stays Awake All Year Long
i've just copied the adage from love stories
he says, 'i'm tired of lovin' thee
she says, 'so..................am i ' So?
i would say; i never get sick of it, anyways
i just keep myself awake
maintain some sense even when i sleep a bit
it's no different from illuminating my heart with dangerous red light
warning me that i slhould never make one more step forward
this is a problem
the same as an answer not answerable
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The Best Way to Comb the Blonde Hair
Years is the worst unforgivable hairstylist
He cuts my hair short;
shorter than our short story..
He cuts my hair off;
off the last relationship..
Now it's 4 sharp in the afternoon,
i, wooden, seize the comb, wooden.
Mirror does not tell lies
age can only climb high.
the comb runs through my hair
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You scratch your head, I stretch my hair
The last sip of water...
I'm waiting for drinking another bottle of wine
I do not need answer but I keep asking why
My facial features are stirred up into a coma
Our god does allow me to continue
loving..
But my reality talks me into letting go.
You head is not that rational, but
why you insist that hardship is always hard?
I do not want to give up, the same as the fact
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Mummy
Frozen love in this desert
Melting heart in the Iceland
I am calculating all unknowns
Many babies are now born
But I am all alone
Lying inside a coffin as if
I had never been born...
Weather me
Weather me by years, Weather
me by tears, Weather me by fear
Though I am dead,
I am alive, so alive that you can't imagine
I am inside total protection by the girdle inside the coffin,
which is sheltered by the pyramid.
But Why? Why do I feel insecured?
The sandy wind is blowing you away,
The windy air is weathering my age
But I am still beautiful
when you call me
Mummy
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