sexta-feira, 31 de maio de 2019

Poema 221

Unintentionally stolen t-shirts 
With different skins smells and mostly white ones 
Creating limits for feelings
Something you do easily for living
Is it you or is it really me 
I’ll have to drawn a line somewhere between 
Because it’s awesome what we can do together 
But I’m the one who handles all the lost treasure 
Could you talk more about how you feel inside your head
In mine I’m at the same time free and trapped
And it’s not like I wanna help you scape the corners you’re stuck 
I’m just actually amazed how people’s mind work 

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