Untie The Gordon Knot

waste sweat conquer my whole body
gently swing my jaw, stopped the
lingering body's breath, where the
vision blinded of tears

reveal the original thought, wisely
blow the lucky tie, for the owe tells
nothing than a woe; tiny enzyme fell
off my new face, pale reflected tail
like a fairy tale

take all the strength, leave something
than a nail for the Gordon knot loose,
then pain goes and freedom release
the heart replace the air behest

poem by Antonio LiaoReport problemRelated quotes
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