OK
OK
OK
This is the slogan
I chose
Weary
Of
Telling
Persisting
And imploring life
Many times
Many ways
No, cannot
Don’t, don’t expect me
Don’t go, don’t do
Don’t see, don’t hear
Don’t talk, leave me alone
Its difficult
To reckon
How often
I’ve
Muttered
OK
OK
Let it be
Fists inside
Clenched.
A girl friend
Had taught me so
Last life
Seeing me weep relentlessly
Here
In this life too
You are resounding it
OK
OK
Let it be
Does it mean that
I be alone again?
That
I be a beggar
Next life too?
That I be
Wherever
Whatever
However?
Why did you
Steal my slogan
If you had asked
I would have lend it to you
For a couple of days.
translator : Shyma P
Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 1:02 AM UTC
OK
OK
OK
This is the slogan
I chose
Weary
Of
Telling
Persisting
And imploring life
Many times
Many ways
No, cannot
Don’t, don’t expect me
Don’t go, don’t do
Don’t see, don’t hear
Don’t talk, leave me alone
Its difficult
To reckon
How often
I’ve
Muttered
OK
OK
Let it be
Fists inside
Clenched.
A girl friend
Had taught me so
Last life
Seeing me weep relentlessly
Here
In this life too
You are resounding it
OK
OK
Let it be
Does it mean that
I be alone again?
That
I be a beggar
Next life too?
That I be
Wherever
Whatever
However?
Why did you
Steal my slogan
If you had asked
I would have lend it to you
For a couple of days.
translator : Shyma P
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