The Conversion Means Nothing

The Conversion Means Nothing
Meanless



The mind tries to remove the wound of a new character


Guests at the door broken hearted


Tossy among the tear lovers


The broken-down steak remained silent


Hiding in the blemish of relationship stupidity


Alone in the corner of his own unloving love


Seeing him who is still happy with the present


Shattering hope back together


If there is regret, do not beg to return


Asking me to hold on not take off


There's still time to cast a shadow


Ask questions about treachery and filial piety


Who does not know their own meaning


Spices full of romance on a no man's body


Staining the moon's tightly clenched rinai


Moves quietly with the rain that is *******


Spell with spring


I'm tired of bringing someone


A view that was so difficult to escape***


Without a word of goodbye


out of front forever


Maybe you never realized


You might not even care


That's really not important anymore


Because the wounds will always be broken


Always have all the head


On a poem that is now gone


To a palace room


Strangers don't know each other


Outside the snow is hurting


In the deepening breath


In the sigh of the moving away


In ******* an increasingly blue heart


I don't know the sorrows I don't like being frowned upon


Only the rain can understand


In the blue that is fused


No words said


But all the meanings are answered


Come and go without saying goodbye


Despair until only the cold remains


It is hard to forget when unawakened


I know this is a difficult story


Change is non-existent and ends the word split


My cherry is now dimming


The atmosphere of the morning drooped


Crashing in the wind flew far away


Wet sand granules condense


Change the gray mood


Makes a lazy rose bloom


The orange umbrella hood raises a smile


Water miscarriages envelop the twilight hue of the cheek


Screwing the niches of longing


The sense of dropping lara


Farewell meetings change without greetings


It's not my power to judge you


There's nothing wrong


Whether it's me, you or the taste itself


Everything is written in the words


Although only used as a place to release fatigue


Let go of the story and not to forget


Be my path all this time


The taste for the pain is getting worse


Making a heart no longer like a diamond


each time we arrange flowers


Saying love is falling apart


In the white miss never gets old


Retracing in the arms of love


The suffering became white


In a white car


The face that was lying down was also white


Like a froth droplet in a drizzly gray


Raung infects the entire space with a humming of sorrow


The long time I have been waiting for has now arrived


The final farewell sign comes


Shouldering pills not in taste


Wounds and blood adorn those who fight against


Race against the pulse of time


I'm at the border


My blood is chained


Poetry against lies


Death seems to end longing


About the unfinished journey


Hidden from the eyes that do not seek


The rumbling of taste in the heart


The distance is stretched by sadness


Will everything be a memory


Buried by time and circumstances


Struggling with a sense that never befriended


Having a hard day to understand


If we hope not to promise hope


All just add to the pain of making the wound


It is better that love goes with the wind


Which leaves no trace of the buried dreams that hate


The drooping rose withered pale


The day of old is gone with your departure


I sing alone


Between meeting and separating no distance


Just a gesture


It starts from a point


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This taste is very painful


This feeling is so heartbreaking


Your departure makes a hole in the heart


Make a patched wound


Is this a farewell ?


Or a test ?


The breadfruit pen sculpts on the white sand


The waves of the sea of love


Mendengat ears desirant


It's time to finish


Letting go is the best


Pain is just the beginning


Fear is only a shadow


Not that I'm not sorry


When love makes me love


Anyhow that makes me hate


The pain I don't want


Without having to wallow in self-regret


Prepare yourself for all possibilities


Which I cannot understand as I do now