June
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My whole life
Will never get past June
June, when my heart died
When my poetry died
When my lover
Died in romance's pool of blood
June, the scorching sun burns open my skin
Revealing the true nature of my wound
June, the fish swims out of the blood-red sea
Toward another place to hibernate
June, the earth shifts, the rivers fall silent
Piled up letters unable to be delivered to the dead
Le premier clip strangepoint qui peut vous servir à pratiquer l'anglais de façon intéressante/alternative.
Written by Shi Tao.
Ecrit par Shi Tao.
http://www.penpoemrelay.org/
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