by Unknown
Mar 2010 328 Views 1 comments
revolt
Where gods lost
They cry tears of fists raised
A wide fog
It prevents me to move
In the most tender mercy
That time it passes
Overshadowing that my look
Visions of all fears
Remain popping
How rotten branches my fingers
Where the friendly sound of my voice
becomes unbearable to my mind
Brutally becomes atrocious
the grinding of a tooth
with the life led
death becomes in our link
by a simple thread of life
giving us a hug so beautiful
They cry tears of fists raised
A wide fog
It prevents me to move
In the most tender mercy
That time it passes
Overshadowing that my look
Visions of all fears
Remain popping
How rotten branches my fingers
Where the friendly sound of my voice
becomes unbearable to my mind
Brutally becomes atrocious
the grinding of a tooth
with the life led
death becomes in our link
by a simple thread of life
giving us a hug so beautiful
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2010
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