Surrounded by bloody leeches.
I see world's within worlds.
Mechanisms at stake.
Treasureless I entered on new dominions of mind over matter.
I can't feel my legs or teeth.
Feel my head crashing against a wall without any kind of traces.
- Give me hope, when all's lost...
- Surrender myself to me and to the others.
Why do birds sing?
I wonder softly to myself.
Where are pictures gone?
I see world's within worlds.
Mechanisms at stake.
Treasureless I entered on new dominions of mind over matter.
I can't feel my legs or teeth.
Feel my head crashing against a wall without any kind of traces.
- Give me hope, when all's lost...
- Surrender myself to me and to the others.
Why do birds sing?
I wonder softly to myself.
Where are pictures gone?
1 comment:
Depois de ler os teus textos, pena não ser dona de uma editora... Para publicá-los em edições de luxo para que as almas entorpecidas e inconformistas pudessem vislumbrá-los. Seja como for, não me candidato ao lugar de crítica, mas antes ao de agente. :) Parabéns, és um escritor nato. Continua!
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