segunda-feira, 10 de setembro de 2012

WHAT MORE COULD

WHAT MORE COULD

Never imagined some sort
What is so atrocious and so far
And when one expression alone grant
The weather comfort in another direction,
Life needs this input
And when it assumes in rare silk
As much as he could and not give
Proceed meaningless cloudy in north
The fear is one day where nesting
The much longer wanted to be sought
Wearing the same face, even rude,
The hope no avail, the verse in vain
The fight turns into solution?
Just wanted to know as well as I could ...


MARCOS LOURES

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