domingo, 26 de abril de 2009

0. SPIRIT


0. Spirit


Turn to dust as time sand falls
Closing all the biggest doors
Open up and wide your legs
Call the curtains to be run

And you may finish.


Ah! To see my spirit soar.
Gather, see, that I invite you...
How you even dare to look!

A contradiction
A sin, condoned, with no remorse
And a reckless common sense

Bow to them!
Mock afterwards!
For this is very show of my existance.

~†~

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