24 fevereiro, 2012

these days I have felt so alive
that sometimes comes the fear of dying

sometimes they tell me
please sir
use this needle
but they can not reach us

Phones ring when the night comes
always asking
are you okay?
unfortunately, they did not reach us

windows closed
tea to cure

however
these days I have felt so alive

in our hidden lair
listening to the fierce helicopter
Like father like son
is what they say

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