BeLOOveD
From her that strange liquid escapes
a river
red of life
Inside her in veins
it runs and burns
a heart
Insensible of me.
As a princess in a bed sleeping
arms around
scissors, tubes, needles
none pain just hope
for some body
weakness of sick.
terça-feira, 6 de julho de 2010
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