May wounds: A Poem

After eleven months.Remember to be the months.

Swallowed in silence. Combine with hope without being murky.

To cheat without shame.

After going through Nine months

All numbers return to Zero

Sealed like in a bottle

What is thrown at The Ocean is not the same view.

The face of the face was full of spirit makeup

Change plain, Run away, To avoid a shaft, For an old question.

Can we know what you want?

This month we will bury the wounded sins

By a figure without a coat and without taste

After becoming rich with false promises.

We will pray this month together

With a little love, actually just pretending to be.

After being seriously injured

May is like a closed door

After many sins are made in it

Sin about forgetting responsibility

Sin About Not Having Rules

Sin About Escape

Of all the vomit with sweet promises

For the sake of your own stomach, to enjoy in your own mouth.

The wound has become a sign in May

Will be saved after a long time the eyes are silent

The top will be stored after a long time

We make a deep excavation

to bury all wounds

don't let yourself enter and leave only the Name.