segunda-feira, 8 de outubro de 2012

What the eyes don´t see.

Suddenly the lines were cut
and suspicion reigned like a hungry king.
Smiles narrowed and lost their curves
as second guessing burnt soft nerves.
Imagination can be an aberration.
Seeing no evil, nightmareville´s vacation.
Late night thoughts of what could be.
Only make worse...
what the eyes don´t see.
 

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