domingo, 31 de julio de 2011

....

Discovering, neutral traits
between my self, my fantasy and my reality
torn by loneliness,
I speak, I tell you, you are wrong
tie me, chase me

my gray walls ...
speak different languages ​​...
I follow ...
are the souls of dreams ...
thoughts and delusions ...
I'm painting the sky with my blood ...

voices shouting and chasing me...

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