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I slide colorfully between black and white, learning how to shudder when angels lose their wings. I collect tears and categorize them by season. Solitary in my oddness, cured in my helplessness, lacking color, while love absurdly knits the images of a past that doesn't belong to me.
I don't yell at the dead for help, neither do i invoke my right to reply, I love this silence as heavy as the sky and I tie my soul to the sun, to burn and purify these painful memories invented by a CHRIST, burned by a flame; only one, tied to a wrongly adjointed verb: "to be". I picked up the "stone" thrown at me with so much hatred and took it as a "sign of recognition" next to a milestone that that had "child in time" written on it.
I invite you here, to a premiere, an absolute premiere in a life that continues its own amputation. You will be the characters, my dear visitors, collectors, miners of unique moments, sincere in your absence, real in your words; I invite you to raise the curtains!
Behind it, you will find a tear; here i wait, turned into stone, until the next century...
#sharesomelove
#poetry
#skills
#dreamer
I slide colorfully between black and white, learning how to shudder when angels lose their wings. I collect tears and categorize them by season. Solitary in my oddness, cured in my helplessness, lacking color, while love absurdly knits the images of a past that doesn't belong to me.
I don't yell at the dead for help, neither do i invoke my right to reply, I love this silence as heavy as the sky and I tie my soul to the sun, to burn and purify these painful memories invented by a CHRIST, burned by a flame; only one, tied to a wrongly adjointed verb: "to be". I picked up the "stone" thrown at me with so much hatred and took it as a "sign of recognition" next to a milestone that that had "child in time" written on it.
I invite you here, to a premiere, an absolute premiere in a life that continues its own amputation. You will be the characters, my dear visitors, collectors, miners of unique moments, sincere in your absence, real in your words; I invite you to raise the curtains!
Behind it, you will find a tear; here i wait, turned into stone, until the next century...
#sharesomelove
#poetry
#skills
#dreamer
