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How could you lose yourself?
How could you?
How could you?
As wonderful, as pure as an infant's smile
and, where did you lose it?
You were out to get something in return
what did you get?
Why did you not stop and think?
Why?
You were the wealthiest
You were the most blessed
Each one of you
What did you exchange it for?
What?
What spell were you under that
reason abandoned you?
Or, did you choose to walk away?
May be it wasn't lost
I think you threw it away.

06.10.10

Scattered as vapours
too weak to bother
the precious stone is lost
has been replaced
barbed self-love punctures the heart
i sit beside my corpse
too weak- TOO WEAK
i am the murderer
my corpse stinks
it stinks with my foul
it cannot be disposed of
you have lost the right
you have died too
it's not the body
that which you call your life
is haunted by your own ghost
such a fool to think you could
fool yourself
what butchery
what a mess
worse than death
worse than anything else