Sunday, October 6, 2013

Void

Those tiresome tears
that burn from inside
Unable to hide
in treacherous corners
Unconsciously wishing
they could be a river
With turbulent current
to sweep all around...

No days to remember
No places to visit
No names, no voices
In obvious vacuum
The world might as well be a different planet
As foreign and empty as alien landscape
With everything buried away from the glances

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