When I Am A Rare Species Of Animal
Our hug was very long lasting,
We loved our bones and skins,
I was hearing that the bones were roaring,
I could see the skeleton of our two.
Now I am waiting,
Until you leave,
I still hear the sound of your shoe,
After a while, silence seemed like an infinite one.
Tonight i'm going to sleep alone,
Purity on the bed sheets,
I am feeling your absence,
All around are playing silence and loneliness.
Is this called loneliness?
Loneliness is consolidating around the wall,
I opened the window and saw everything became silent,
The darkness came from all sides and made you hide from my eyes.
You will not come again,
Because I'm a rare species of animal,
Human thoughts will not enter into me,
I know very well that I do not have any human concerns in me.
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