domingo, 25 de octubre de 2015

Misunderstood reality

It is like if you're on a brainstorm
and a ray fall down
and the blame is on you.

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They call him misunderstood
because
my name is very simply.

He's always in the middle
of a cats's fights,
so far from the life station.

Someone said once
that he's got the broken soul
of a painful artist.

But, there's a problem
-more-
he doesn't have art.

He come into my room
with the boots of thinking
and says: "I'm here"

Anywhere is okay
when you don't feel okay
in yourself.


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