+ my graveyard of poems + --- white realm --- version 2.0 -------------------------- +

terça-feira, março 23, 2004

Quantias...

Milhões de palavras,
pensamentos,
preocupações, tensões.
Milhares de coisas,
dúvidas,
opiniões, deduções.
Centenas, dezenas.
E um nada,
zero, vazio
de respostas.
Continuo no vácuo.

- 3:35 PM -

sábado, março 06, 2004

Here in the night

I was here
Just looking outside
Hearing all the noises
Feeling the cold and soft wind
Some raindrops
A few different kind of lights
The music of my favourite band
Playing on the radio station
Some words written for me
Dancing in the dark
Rounding my mind
Is it the time now?
The time to change my mind
To free myself, free my soul
To find my things,
My place, my truly choice?
And I go back to zero again
*Wake up little girl*
I look around and realize
Nothing changed
Things are the same
Here in the night.

- 2:53 AM -

Without innocence the cross is only iron,
hope is only an illusion & Ocean Soul's nothing but a name...
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