Tuesday 31 August 2010

Poetry

 

Hi
Trust not, nor hope, nor night white light
No server, no hymnal, whatever the story was heard
I'm with a star behind the cloud torn
You can open weaving story, the story does not have hot Payvn
No silence, no sound, no Rahi, not Rdpayy
The air in my sad, I call out your Asyrm
You Pakm star, without you I captured quarry
I roam the desert, thirsty and'm Hlakm

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