Monday, January 31, 2011

88. Losing Up


You have thought me
the way to sing in crowd
not to mentioned to loud
just heard what you had

You have thought me
how to dance in the mud
where you hit me
to wash again the right

I have told you
how i hold the time
where you unfold me
with he story that startled my mind

you have thought me
something that worth in time
where i cant redeem it
to make it worth in line

You put me high
until i didn't feel sand in my feet
you'd bury me down
'till my death complete

22.10.2000

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