domingo, fevereiro 12, 2006

photo: antónio pedro lopes


rivers run dry hearts bust bloody
going out of water but this is not about me
i wished a tragedy i had an empty bag
shall i follow you?
shall i follow you?

wind fucks our telepathic conversation
can't take care of all our mankind
a man alone can't run dry
shall i follow you?
shall i follow you?

you said i don't
i say you don't
you're all i breathe
don't don't don't
suffocatte this S.o.S. call
shall i follow you?
shall i follow you?

tears stuck in my throat
lost in the songs in the films
thirst makes me bad
you make me sad
don't
shall i follow you?
shall i follow who?

ant-oh-so-happily-fuckedup-bankrupted-alone-closed-eccentrical-unemployed-littlehope-not so good- missing-private-public-getting ready to smile everyday as the last day-peace ou-cheers-love-much love-music-mountains-and seas and songs and poems and HONESTY!

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