Author: No One
•sâmbătă, iulie 10, 2010
it hurts
but you don't know who you are
breaking in pieces,
you are
falling in places,
you are

it's strange
i see you in bright colors, i see you in dark ones
breaking your legs,
you are
falling asleep,
you are

you get stranger and stranger
softer and softer
in the morning's sun, in the night's dream
and you are
catching a dream, 
you are

and the world turns and turns
not listening, not caring a bit
in the rhythm,
you are
in the absence, 
you are

and when the battle is over
you hear a song
and you are here, 
you write
catching words,
you are
putting them on paper,
you are


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