I awaking from the life
like awaking from the dream
I wear my fake mask
First as a Daughter
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This is the period to become lean
by mind splash
in non existence space
of Embracing the chill wind
...
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A call after the separation
is like Digging up the buried Corpse and
asking 'did you die? '
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A voice of Femininity
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Look at me
I'm a woman
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There are so many lights
Glitters over my head
But my mind
wrapping the dark
...
Equal is..
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I take a Censored word
fire of us is
...
Flying in my Ideal Sky
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In this Morning
I'm not alone
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Dream of a bird
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I'm a floating boat
in the sea
...
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The sorrow of rain
leaking on our root of ruin
I drink my drop of tear
...
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At the moment
a wet drop of air
falling over us
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I don't interest to kill
even an ant
I never thought
...
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Stream of incident
happening in the space of soul
I enhanced the memory
...
I found the way of living
In the second attempt of suicide
00
I try to quite the path of sorrow
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Notes From Faceless Woman
I awaking from the life
like awaking from the dream
I wear my fake mask
First as a Daughter
Then as a friend
After as a beloved
Finally as a Woman
All are playing
to their own tunes
My soul plays the saddest tones
like a broken guitar
inner soul
coming from vessels
trying to play
a liberation song
A music
which was
stagnated for many centuries
in my heart
overflowing
from my eyes..
I erase
My lived
feet tracks
in my weeping corners
I break the
sweetest tone of power
I passed the survival
as a
productive machine
where my feet is going
there I travel in my way..
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