selfscape with ink ,tomato soup,tea |
The happenings are more fragile when I see.
them order to feel.
The happenings are so humble when I feel.
when I draw, when I paint.
when I write
Its just a mirror of myself.
nothing else.
I am confuse.
I am clear.
Sometimes,
I have a clear thought in the confusion.
Complications just bound me.
nothing else.
The dark path fears me.
nothing else
The vision of light freeze me over there.
nothing else.
Before walk
I need is just to melt in that situation nothing else.
I feel
I lost everything in my tears comes out.
nothing else.
when,I feel
I gain something
I don't have to say anything.
I am just me.
made by you
I made myself in my way
to you
I accept always.
nothing else . 6 feb 2014
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