Wednesday, August 10, 2011


Poem by Marc Aupiais

You want me to hide it;
My feelings on life;
Silence wins,
You say;
Illusion conquers;

You think I don't know that;
That I'm some pity pitiable dish;
If I'm broken so be it;
So be it if I'm crumbling;

Like Sparta: you tell me not to; not to scream;

If I'm broken so be it,
My integrity is everything~
If I'm broken so be it-

I'm not gonna hide it and be ashamed~

I don't play your life, shame, name games!

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