Paint without wound
furious
it may seem, calm
as you may
feel, yet bright when you open
you’re sight, for nothing
leaves despair than
a moment of time with you in the
day of judgment
breathe
suck all the lips
that tell, listen with nobody
like to hear,
while the tears fall down
from your
eyes and say goodbye
to a new kiss of memory
to live
though pain
wish to cry, the earth sake and loud
to shout that all things
are just cease
of time, in the droplets
of tears in
the sky
poem by Antonio Liao
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