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Jan 2018 · 255
clouds and sunlight
China Jan 2018
the sun doesn’t shine
in my world
and i wonder why

maybe it’s because i seem
to write my poems
in the clouds.
31.01.17
China Jan 2018
her voice cracks
her words tremble
her anger brings tears to her eyes
she clenches her jaw
she shuts her eyes, trapping her tears.

the wall is a punching bag
blood trickles down her fist
but she doesn't feel the pain
just the anger
white-hot burning anger.
25.01.17
Jan 2018 · 145
i'm sorry
China Jan 2018
in a glorious field of flowers
pick a flower
just one

and tear its petals off
as i would
your throat.
20.01.17
Jan 2018 · 566
pain
China Jan 2018
any pain
in my body
is so much more
bearable
when it comes from
you.
15.01.17

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