Forever Their Truth
Peels, on the red what, vapor of listener back burn the atmosphere
Really, if didn’t be specious, to have or take food
Long hairs drop on face, many, with long hairs ,say fingernails which have fallen
“ Pain is sense of empty”
Again again deep of saying speech “ Will be light” , like that seen you don’t, do
Remember I want to drink with that woman , cups is dancing
Be broken stone on the crack , effect, at the back tattoo velocity with scale of fish
Vibrate , violent strike cry , to cover all about ,like what time is, like how time is,
Species, how “ generation which blame upon new generation”
All was their wish , make or destroy , no need to burn , the desert have been burn,
Culture, same time funeral and festival, skin of apple
On the floor ,be scattered, ash of cigarette or hell which myself was ignited me
“ Don’t eat shell of union”
Throughout ceiling, color of spider’s soul, start from lips , voice of watch with
Smell of vulture
Thwelt Di Nwe
Copyright © Thwelt Di Nwe | Year Posted 2020
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