Life is a movie, I chose my movie to be weak by Ann WoodLife is a movie, I chose my movie to be weak ...
I was also happy
more often sad ..
my life passed like in an old movie,
in places torn-
here and there scratched and stained
mounted roughly from life
The screenwriters are me with my destiny,
the director, too unreliable
every frame weaker and wrong ...
The plot is often repeated,
and the tape is almost to the end.
The spotlight will light up soon,
the screen will turn white
and the hall will be long deserted,
just somewhere between the lines,
there will be someone very bored by the weak and bad material
leaning on the palm-
gently fell asleep ...
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2020-09-09 at 13:20
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