Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Standing still on a cloud of smoke

I throw stars on the pond

Atonal sounds come back to me

Speaking on cyan voices

Funny thoughts I remember

While on my back lays a knife

I didn’t feel it come

Nor I care to stop you from killing my love

Every dream has a time

And the age of innocence is broken

All the time by the love one

You walk relentlessly on the earth

Searching for your shinny knight

To save you from madness

While I throw stars on the pond.

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