domingo, 22 de junho de 2008

after all i am far from being the greatest

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Is not worthwhile to say that
we are made to bleed and scab and heal and bleed again
and turn every scar into a joke.
And that what we need is to sit around and laugh until we choke...
there's not worthwhile...
when I can't stop thinking
about when you give me that look that's like laughing
with liquid in your mouth
its not worthwhile...
when the weight of the days is not translated by the grammar
when all the other wishes were marked in my wishlist
and when
we can't fight gravity on a planet that insists. . .
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