WHY?
WHY?
The fire burns,
burns deep in the skin,
unable to stop or spread.
You're causing it.
Well thanks,
so sure it would not end.
This way
never whole again,
scarred for life
just because we weren't friends.
WHY?
WHY?
The fire burns,
burns deep in the skin,
unable to stop or spread.
You're causing it.
Well thanks,
so sure it would not end.
This way
never whole again,
scarred for life
just because we weren't friends.
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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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