Why anagnorisis arrives at dawn? The tears that I cracked neat cheeks was not only on the left, was because I did not want to be, and my little soul could not split, the hodgepodge of absences took hold of a sadness that I did not know where it came from and in the morning, after decades, I appears to be full of fresh recognition as a stinging spray, all because my son dreams dog legs are strong and sound when it hit the wall.
descoso I acknowledge that the band has covered my eyes so not only lived, as spectators, or do what we do not live too? Why is it that my heart is crying, but my hands are frozen? Sure the got into a freezer, are so well preserved, with their freckles to the left, but the pain is hot and melts me to the core.
Earth, would open the windows of my throat, where you save your mirror. I am one, I am one, what do you do with individuality? I guess full of blood, wounds, pus, of indolence, but I know that your heart is saved absolute purity, the essence, the truth that makes us so thirsty, and you do not know if you smile so beautiful and knowing you so horrendous, or frighten you of your members or just you.
Mother, forgive me, I pray, I can not contain the shame of Having A ignored, thanks for answering so fast, you are very kind, I am one with my indifference, what do you say mother? What many of us indifferent?
And I, I have a strong voice that resonates in the walls, I do not know what I do with my life that I am not president yet, what do you say mother? What I have no reason to be? And then, my mommy's buzzing, what can I do to heal, to take my whisper severed breasts? Do not know, sorry, I'm a stupid animal and primary, just know that I love you with my heart, but I love you from afar, watching you destroy yourself and just cry for you, as a black woman who aches for the dying. ..
me cry And you're alive, you put me on the head ... it's where to start.
My dog \u200b\u200bme out of bed, I smile when I wear clothes to leave the room, he is the son of another mother, but now I give him warm milk from my breast. You, black dog looking at me and tell me you're a good woman, I tell you this did not change the world, I just stare with the eyes open, your mouth gigantic approach me and welcomed me, I know you know that the answers are found in all sides, there is only knowing how to listen.
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