Rina

You

You, are everything, the color brown which dwell in the deepest part of my soul.
You, should be that comfort whenever I feel like falling to the hard ground.
But, you, are becoming that beautiful radiance.
You, as you sway with those pieces of particels, you wander far and there you dwell in your own house of soul.
I would sit here counting the nights, and I watch and listen to the walk that you walk with the dust that will eventually disappear from you.
The night would swallow me and leaving me in its dark and silent void.
With smile on your face you exhale those poisonous smoke.
And to my heart you continuously rip it to pieces.
As I stand here, I inhale your smoke which lingers.
And you, you became all that I despise.

(2012)

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