Wullien Thang Poems

You can’t look at me
I’m not at your sight
And there are tears in my face
Tears that worth nothing
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It’s the feeling that you’ve been left behind
When you have fear to step onto the ground
Because you don’t want to leave your trace
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Through the huge crystal of the window
Where it fuses as a sliding door in the balcony
The orange-red-yellow windy light of sun
Enters into the hall from where the beach is calm
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The time where I wasn’t born yet
The time when the world was so beautiful
The time where I should be born
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There is the red-marron roof for peace
Where the end of the world lies on that hill.

My childhood is stored on the roof
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Hatred grown from below
Evil hatred getting bigger
Hatred emanated from bad fear
A fear that corrode the inside
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My love is never worthing anything
is a trash you can throw everywhere
I'm never worthing anything as a result
People think I'm sh't
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Poor my little dog
he likes to play, I don't have time
he wants to jump, bothers me
he wants to run, there's no space.
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An alternative time,
some different universe,
never known enough,
but like if always knew.
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Since i arrived, they were so happy
One sweeping, the other too
so helpful, so precious
One didn't kept his look away
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