sábado, 29 de janeiro de 2011

Can you hold my hand?

Boiling until dizziness comes
Mom, am I going to die?
Head and heart, side by side
Fast as a plane in the sky

Afraid of every sound
Every move looks like a threat
Let's end this unknow trip
I'm beginning to sweat

I dont know where I am
Like a grain of a desert sand
Green flowers don't help
Can you, please, hold my hand?


domingo, 9 de janeiro de 2011

From hero to zero

Like a broken mirror
With distorted face
Fallen from the pedestal
Ended up at last place

Now I find you ugly
And small like a bug
I feel like I was stoned
Without any drug

There is no simpathy
An uninteresting talk
From hero to zero
What a weird long walk


Baby skater

Baby skater
my future child ~~,


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