A broken shoe

A breeze can't torture you,
it flatters you with a tiny blow of the wind
like a broken shoe,
you walk with no dignity, but you are yourself
like the water that has never been appreciated by the skins
you are flying directionless like leaves on the summer in no summer
don't be scared
this life is just a dream,
a dream of reality


Bandung, 26 July 2010 at 22:42 

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