Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Lovely Desolation

all my ideas about love and hate,
about fear and bravery,
freezed by the coldness of their life.
no energy, no freedom, no angel lives here anymore.
something grows up in my flesh, in my brain,
and never let me think about myself.
all the purposes of my life,
swallowed by the connections of disconnected people.
they try to make me a imprisoned one,
and i escape from their cell into my own prison.
all my ideas about peace and holiness,
about light and silence,
tortured by them,
by the people who want to set their anger free....


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