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Ursula Wolf
Poems
Apr 2020
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Shimmering pain at the coldness of birth,
What's your purpose?
First moment of unfair life,
Why did you bring me here?
Hollowing crawls from my first step,
What's your way?
Enjoyements and sins, that took me away,
What's this all sh*t?
Cold breeze on my eyeball,
While putting the shoes on my hands.
I look into the nearness with my lips
And try to reach the core of the Earth.
I hit the space, because I want to talk to the wall,
and try to catch them all.
You mean what?
Wonders of self-lovingness,
Towards You, Me, Them, Those...
The gate that is close to open through the wall,
Let me in and find me lost.
Keep your hands to yourself and reach me,
Then kiss me while you are pushing
me
away.
Love, that is screaming backwards,
Hold my brain with your crying heart.
Born me back to hauling death,
Let my eyes talk to your head,
Then take me and bring me back
On the thin line of curse of life.
#confusion
#platonic
#love
#desperation
#startover
Written by
Ursula Wolf
25/F/Hungary
(25/F/Hungary)
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