terça-feira, 19 de fevereiro de 2008

Wind



The poisoned lips, the raped time
the pain...the silence...
suddenly, a confused mind
calls for help
begs for salvation.

It's like falling rain in my eyes
so pure...so soft...
In each tear a message
that dies on the ground
losing itself forever.

It never stops raining, drives me insane
brings up so many memories
so many smells
so many smiles...
the brightest of all my dreams.

Deep in your eyes there's a shadow.
like the weight of knowing me
I never wanted that
I'd give everything, to see some light in you eyes,
to see some light.


(you're the end...
...and the begginning.
Outer space, inner space.
Flesh and bone
of all my being)

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