Truth

No ways to you…
All feelings fell,
And now my truth
Is on a shelf.

I don’t need use it
Anymore.
My soul confused?
Is that so?
 
I think, that not,
Because my soul
Is not so cold or hot
In whole.

It sinks and waits.
And changes itself.
No love, no hate.
And empty shelves.

From the beginning
To the new:
New feelings, meanings,
Lies and… truth.

03\12\2009


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