long suicidal talk

it was that vague pain in memories that i have to deal with
it is no either, myself
that i had cried for
scream for
kill for

i had vanished in the eyes of the buddha
ganesha gave me a padma
and how the buddha put me inside the lotus

i had been washed
by some tears and blood
my bloody own

i had search till the journey end in this world

just to be compassionate
to the being
to myself

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