Degust

I'm no surrender.
Standing still in the backyard.
Feeling degust.
The hard work affect my day.
Sunset is still awake.
I hear voices behind me.
But it's no matter who it speak.
My attention is far away.
I see this beuatiful witch.

geschrieben am 16.04.2011

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