Freedom

Freedom
No es sorprendente. No es incorrecto. No es inmoral. No es "atroz".

Prison

Prison
Dali? No idea, but's cool indeed.

miércoles, 24 de junio de 2009

And so...


And so the time goes on.
The life continues with its rhytm.
Leaves start goind brown, going down.
Sky fills itself with grey clouds.
And people walk side by side.

They cross the street.

And so, Im still here.
Suicidal or not. Depressive or not.
Broken or Fixed, I've stayed.

And so... The times count down
every second is wasted
and they heap up in a sand stack.
Seeing each grain as precious as a diamond.

I've been left behind the crowd.

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