language

your true knowledge, your true love
it's doesn't come with strength, it's rather
that river that flows. you like another language
another part of yourselves on a different place
it hasn't changed anything. you know you'll die
fitter.




Poetry by alarian The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-12-26 at 04:31

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