The Primadonna

I…
this solitude always gnaws at my body
loneliness kept trying to break my soul
which I think stabbed to my bones
flying between the fantasy
swish the waves were pedaling to continue passionate

asa is now a dusty sand dust
black is now mixed into gray
pain that I feel has become painful
it's useless i miss
you will never pick me up

the snow was frozen
there will be no word for me
my friend
sitting, stunned waiting for you
it's my fate

now gray cover my story
floated my soul
flying with a dream that will not come back
that is me…
this is only poetry from me
wet poetry was created only for the Primadonna

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