Friday, February 16, 2007

Two holes

She kept me carefully
I could feel her join of life.
I could touch her soft face
All the eyes were stared me

and two can’t watch me.
I was original, brilliant, spectacular but
I never had spoken.
I unmasked her.
Now you can’t watch me.
I am your sophisticate mask.

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