12 Dec 2008

I forgot

I forgot what path shall I tread
To dedicate these tears to you.
When you are violently oppressed
I carve roses from memories I once
Felt on a temple wall.
It feels like revenge
Like diamonds, like my friend said
I can't remember, what did my friend say?
I would like to complain
to all the poems that make
me cry when it's inappropriate.

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