Symmetry
I’m too void
Falling off
Like glass shards
Im so full
With all mourns
Like old wound
All my holes
Dance their storms
Humdrumly.
Socalledpoetry of Biba
Habiba's so-called poetry
Symmetry
I’m too void
Falling off
Like glass shards
Im so full
With all mourns
Like old wound
All my holes
Dance their storms
Humdrumly.
Socalledpoetry of Biba
