I am still young,
I can still put up with
dozens of bodies clinging tight on buses.
I’ve got good bones,
my breasts, both firm and supple,
can still put up with being crushed.
I Am Still Young
Beyond repair
Soon Enough
I am still young
I am still young, my love
The bus crawls
Memories hang inside me
I level the grave
People gather around him
Soon Enough
I am still young
I am still young, my love
The bus crawls
Memories hang inside me
I level the grave
People gather around him
AuthorDenisa Duran