tonight, shadow, close the door and shut up
The Lord is far, the sky is humates, wheat is bitterly,
Water is a woman
and other bread I have not
.
I sharpening dream with a edge of heart
and do not know
fallen dust is from the heart or dream…
one tear is transform in the snow under the eyelids,
drain on the shoulders of which will never grow wings
.
the wall from tomorrow, keep one mirror with
the melancholy of Adam
I me climb on her frame, I licking and my tongue a bleeding
the smell of close for dream seems damp incense
.
shadow, close the door and shut up
The Lord is away, the watch of trickles ball of fire on his chest
and another day I have not
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Picture: Anne Hathaway who is set to star in a movie adaptation of Shakespeare play The Taming Of The Shrew.
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