Wednesday, September 7, 2011

New water

Long endless feelings
Waiting for you handbrush to split their will:
In countless tears...

The river carries  souls gathering to reach the sea
The streets filled with noise pushing the rain towards me
Are we there yet? Is it that we never moved?
Moon guide us with your inmaculate light
So we can find our way through this life
And never again be where we were... Tomorrow.

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