There's only blood
Innocent corpses hovering between anger and remorse
There's only pain
Young folks despairing of humanity and faith
Everybody is sleeping
There's only me
and this nervous tic montion
Am I alive or am I just living?
Ashes everywhere
There's only you to push me on
and that's why I recognise future exists
(In searching out the truth be ready for the unexpected, for it is difficult to find and puzzling when you find it - Heraclitus)
Um Inventário Florestal em conserva
6 years ago


1 comment:
Oi, obrigada pelas tuas belas palavras....
Mas se sou a mais bela flor, tal como dizes, é apenas por sair a ti!!
Beijo (=
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