scar


My skin is not smooth
drag an impurity
A rough furrow riemarginato
Anyone who ignores
If he did not see me naked
Testimony of an event
Receded of a life
And the spirit is pleased
And the look is a traitor
And sometimes rises the effigy
And there is no hope of escape
All’insperato find
Of those tears choked

-Raffaele Mosca-

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