The red sun is splitted around the world
You try to be a hero in your own eyes
Blue night falls near the roof
of our magic temporary house
My eyes go into your body right behind you
Your thoughts are tored apart by my desire
The tree pretend to be
the blind and dumb and deaf
Hey man! what do you think of IT?
get out! and never recur yourself!
I`ll be alone...
I`ll be myself...
I`ll never meet the friend
... not this "nancy boy",
but the real Friend
I need you, my dear!
I need you right now!
Please, try to hear me
to see my eyes...
... the ocean inside them
I can drown, if not your hand...
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I`m the strong one
perhaps one of the strongest
I can bear it for many ages...
... but, please, don`t be late...
don t be late
© Copyright: Critique, 2001
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