Sozinho os pensamentos invadem-me...
Polaroids desfocadas de recordações.
Acompanhado nem me lembro do passado,
Piscina de memórias, um lago parado...
De cima perscruto imagens,
Reconheço faces e diferentes cenários...
Mergulhado agito as águas,
E misturo faces e ambientes vários.
Com o queixo levantado,
Olho para o horizonte longinquo...
E ainda com o olho molhado...
Sorrio para mais polaroids que se avizinham...
domingo, 25 de agosto de 2013
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I feel the ropes of the ship tightening as the wind picks up... The boards crank and moan as if they had something to say, As the silence ar...
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I feel the ropes of the ship tightening as the wind picks up... The boards crank and moan as if they had something to say, As the silence ar...
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Well I can see you're giving up... Laying the towel on the floor, And packing your bags close to the door... As the bed is scarce of spa...
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So time keeps clumping on into lumps of people Getting divided by different phases in your life... By all the awkward desires one has on sol...
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