There is a truth in your eyes
I do not understand.
A baroque cobweb of tears
an open wound.
No,
there is in your posture a decay
of body and pathos -
there is a scream in your lies
a carefree chaos.
Sigh,
You are in love with a shallow shell
a contour without idea
a pearl at the bottom of the ocean
your humanity.
Dive.
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