Robert Fischaleck

a dancer on random words

don't trust me
I'm crazy
my heart is filled with ancient glow
an indian queen
remembered in white marble
neither words
nor silence
are able to speak
I cannot dream anymore
my breath is my only relief

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Published on e-Stories.org on 11.06.2010.

 
 

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