I'm putting my soul up for auction.
I put it out of a rag bag
on a sticky table, glue the "lot".
I'm selling. and it's better not to look at it.
and better turn away. don't listen. get up.
and if you have the strength to leave, leave.
three monotonous hammer blows, three shots
- and my goods are on the way.
Diane,; I'm putting my soul up for auction.
I bet.you won't buy it.
My soul. Dedicated to Diana Magnay
© Copyright: Христин Дичоса, 2023
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