Out of words by Hanna Mae Mata

Dec 2015

Your presence
teases all my vocabulary
towards my brain’s non-recyclable parts.
Leaves me wondering why-
when’s it all about you,
all the words- I can still write.

Written by

Hanna Mae Mata 21/F/Ph

(21/F/Ph)

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