(Heptathlon) Fence Bridges Şiiri - Yorumlar

we ran across the bridge
we couldn’t find any shadows
night was sharp, all dark
darkness was avoidance for darkness

There is a barrier near Atlanta
Fences are bridges
when people hate tiredness.
Why lover ignores…
She’s only the Great Pretender*
Let the fences fill me up
When men is the surface,
women’s remembrances.
Cos she oughta be vertical
but for her gender,
so as to fly to dignity

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