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I hate the most
The trivial words!
They won't describe
My internal pain!
I suffer,do you hear?
A hole, a gap
In my heart is bleeding!
You tell me not to speak,
using once again
Meaningless metaphors ...
How the person next to me can stand
My horror without
A soft embellishment?
Need for communication.
Even this one, the indirect.
Since the direct discharge
of my killer sorrow
is prohibitive
of my killer sorrow
is prohibitive
then high emotional voltage
must go through ground with a
must go through ground with a
loving eye glance ...
I don't write for fun, do you hear?
I write to protect myself
From the isolation!
To illuminate the
Path to my soul.
