5 Νοε 2009

Voices

So many voices spring and sling
seems there is nothing left to say
if truth is what you're aching for
a term to beat the moment
no fabrication will unleash it
no challenge will reveal
that childish feeling in your heart
that undefiled prospect.

It was just you and not the world
it was a hunch but not a sign
so now you shut your ears well
and shed that notion from your head
trying not to listen once more
those words floating on our spit
awaiting to fall down again.

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