poem Voice | I miss you |
staring eyes of a helpless
While the hands of the mighty
weaknesses continue to play
my tears flowed
follow the path length
search search soft hands wibawamu
Chest chest of a thin board
then I heard a voice cut shavings suffered prolonged
Behavior and arrogance
I hope to hear
a melodious voice
I miss you
Thousands of the greedy hands
julur ran to and fro
search of prey casualties
wrapped around the earth pave the expectation
I will rest my voice with the rest of
try calling your name
Ubiquitous claw each other brothers
while continuing to make mistakes
god they make the book a vehicle to get their wish
I will leave them trying to find you
I miss you
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