Silver Reservoir

December 25, 2009
By Anonymous

Her eyes, a lake
Just like a sinking and
the dust glued on her face
Like a mask and
A constant movement
Like a breaker piercing her body and
The sea deep inside her tears and shatters her
Like an androgynous lost in an uncertain quest and
Bones to break
Like twisted and
A face that doesn't belong here
Like a clockwork that tortures her

Her and someone else
Never being just herself
From a broken body
sewed up.

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This article has 2 comments.

BKAZ said...
on Jan. 20 2010 at 1:52 pm
A strong poem that melts trash and sweetness ...

I love the feeling i get ridding it and i also hate it.

Powerfull, strange but powerfull

Emika said...
on Jan. 19 2010 at 12:06 pm
This is beautiful, it amazes me howthese few lines are echoing in my body.

You just have to catch the athmosphereof it and takes you away to another place, inside...


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