segunda-feira, 30 de dezembro de 2013

Untitled dream


 Across the sea 
 behind my head
 I found a landscape
 to scape from death
 I looked around for friends 
 And shinny eyes just blinked at me
 As I stared at their furry faces
 They ofered my some kind of drink
 They spoke inside my head
 You will go backwards but you will not sink

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