Friday, 10 May 2013


Every breath measured,
Directly to each heartbeat,
That echoes through,
The fluttering chest,
Made of a thousand butterflies in flight,
And the raging torrent of rain,
Gushing through emotional pipes,
Do you wonder why she doesn’t break?
I do,
As I watch the mirror,
That reflects her restless face.

~Rei Shiori

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