quinta-feira, 13 de setembro de 2012

NEW TIME?

NEW TIME?

No longer could look at
Even summarize how life
In this farce that translates sameness
And time another mistake to show,
The period determines what shape
The course turns into such superstition
The drunken scene contradicted
The much desired walk
And I know my wishes and remember
The whole climb and when I come back on board
The old boat for so destroyed
How much could only be
While I actually condemns
And yet I doubt this new time.


MARCOS LOURES

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