segunda-feira, 21 de maio de 2012

The mood is tense

The shoutings over,
However the fallout´s in the air.
Poisoning us all.
The indignations done, but...
I feel a concentration of bad flavour on my tongue.
The house is silent, when one minute ago...
T´was booming.
With my outraged voice, oh, should I have kept it in?

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