sábado, 31 de março de 2012

Raise me dry.

Raise me up for I feel the velocity of my fall.
Like a toddler nothing more than a toy in his hand dropping...
A drink bottle in his mind as he takes a tumble.
Raise me up for my legs have betrayed me once again.
Raise my awareness, raise my salary.
Just raise my eyebrows, give me a little sparkle when I raise my head early.
Raise my aura waving.
Raise me to happiness, give me a halo swirling.

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