30.6.11

Save me















Afraid of those who ask to be saved.
Afraid of myself.
Afraid of those who need to save.
Αfraid of you, make me!

Where have hidden you?
Lost you rationally.
Getting older.
Getting savemeless.

Mourn for your death.
Mourn for my birth.
Another me may wake up happy.
The same me sleeps in raw.

Where have hidden you?
Lost you walkingly.
Getting further.
Getting princessless.


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