sexta-feira, 11 de junho de 2010

What There?

There is a knife in my heart,
Fixing my devilish love.

There is a spear in my will,
Teaching my lost spirit.

There is a sickle in my life,
Singin a lonesome lullaby.

There is a bullet in my brain,
Revealing for me the mistery of the rain.

There is a atomic bomb in my desire,
Devastating my gorgeous and dirty empire.

There is a tasty hope in my dreams,
Feeding my hungry of accomplishment.

There is a hammer in the hand of my courage,
Hittin and breakin my Moral cage.


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Anônimo disse...

And I say:

There is a man and her words
Crossing my heart and soul.