today i am drawing my feelings
and putting them some colors
for you to clearly see
what is the truth
running inside my veins
i am drawing threads
and spider's webs inside
a dark cave
i limited my choices of colors
only to black and red
blood and darkness and labyrinths
and thread falling from a cliff
and running wildly
in all directions
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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