Saturday, January 14, 2012

RIPPED

And here again the silence

speaks with all its riddles

and it screaming in my head

so loud

that I am loosing my balance

and I'm falling

fading like those mirages that used to be beautiful.

And like a dying star

my light is fading in the universe

ripped.

© Diana Mistera 13.1.2012


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