My thoughts, my thoughts
don't leave Me.
Do not fall asleep
I am chasing You
In my corners
Shut I the window
Or stare at myself from the inside?
Icy shush wings
smother cheese cake
bolten up drivel-sands
Stare at myself
From outside- Never
Broken glass hovers
Before my face - Or do
I not realize its
broken Face?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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