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Kamis, 18 April 2013

morning glory

darkness,
that's all what I see
consciousness,
that's what I seek to be
is it a delusion or I have woken up from my reverie
this fraction of verve been haunting elongatedly
suffering sore as pale as hell, drowned utterly in a vicious agony
the sense of repeated misery come in me at your discretion like a mystery
force me to walk my ass off my delicateness numerously to the place I shouldn’t be
is it what is called divine decree?
I myself name it the excrement of  liquidity
mother hell as morning glory

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