Thursday, January 20, 2011

dear Anne

dear Anne,
when the sun goes down,
there's no leftover shadows,
but there's another thing keep haunting,
over night untill the early morning,
speechless, but not silent,
unseen, but not deprived,
inaudible, but still exist

dear Anne,
when something whisper at me,
fear ruling my body,
help me Anne,
it's unmitigated,
unrivalled, and forbidden,
wake me out from this dream,
help me out of this fear,
sometimes it's fast enough to defeat the speed of light,
enough to defeat the supersonic sound,
I'm trapped in this maze,

help me  Anne,
enough secrets...

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