Cracking craft
It’s freezing with dryness.
It’s freezing with dryness.
I have disappeared into the pathos of hollowness.
The Trojan War, conceived in an innocuous show-horse?
How about the wood, to think for a change!
How about the craft that took the pain?
How about the nails that still hold the pieces!
And looking at this mediocrity,
You will perhaps have something to say!
Your words are hammered to limp in plastic gait.
You wooden showpiece,
Go back to the woods and take some breath,
Before you perish in the snowball game!
Yes I agree.
Everything needs to be understood.
02 October 2014
02 October 2014
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