Tudo o que dizemos,
De uma forma ou de outra...
Altera o que somos...
Interiorizamos as palavras,
E depois esquecemo-nos de nos esquecer,
E persistem até doer.
Muitas palavras nem sentidas foram,
Mas já foram ditas e ouvidas...
E mesmo palavras magoam!
Mas dizemos sem pensar,
Muitas vezes apenas nos saltam,
Mas seguramente que devagar matam...
quarta-feira, 28 de setembro de 2011
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