quarta-feira, 3 de abril de 2013

Apart from you


Apart from all of you

From the time before my cord was cut
And wars that stained the soul´s human guts
Before I screeched into this world
... I was here

I will ever be
And solitary food
solitary fluid
Before my father´s fathers and mother´s mothers

There I am
As much now as then
Holding hands with the sky only
Not much to conquer

Solitary hours
and solitary space
here I am holding a piece of heaven
Apart from all of you

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