Apr 2016
Hopeless desires
in a daydream nation
of drunk stars
and messed up scars
on each neck and for wrist
aching by, each and every minute
within a corner, not walking
not talking, with starry eyes.
in a daydream nation
of drunk stars
and messed up scars
on each neck and for wrist
aching by, each and every minute
within a corner, not walking
not talking, with starry eyes.
(Egypt)
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