quinta-feira, 6 de setembro de 2012

THE DREAM

THE DREAM

A world beyond everything had been unable
And feel how you want to be seen,
The dream to invade the old hedge
Expresses solution rude and sincere,
The same life being bitter and beast
In both who see evil designs
And when this emotion in pain soaks
Redo every step another chimera.
In the wilds both of whom wanted
Living this joy did not come,
Only illusion with a permeating
As rude as it did in link,
I cannot and neither wanted to have hands
The days meaningless, mere, spans ...


MARCOS LOURES

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