I smiled at my heart

Thinking about the awful act

Tempting me to pack

The rags loaded in my packs

With the bags of whacks

Packed in my mind sack


I asked myself why?

Why would i sigh?

From an unknown breathe in my thigh

Why would i have unreleased thoughts?

Which purged in hots?

Staying amidst an hell of thorns


I kept buying the wrong book

Pondering about the right good

With the few words staying boom in my heart room

But why?

Why would life read us from the sky?

Why would books be buy?

And the proofs getting high



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