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Promises

I watch and inside this eyes there's no hope;

every night my tears are out there, every night trying to find meanings that moon has hide;

when this is not bout me? sir one doubt:
Can I ever get out this vault?

Oh...
for you one bond, always;
one wall between the lines;

one, two, things we can not promised otherwise;

and all you do is forcing against the "I swear"
against the sweared
against the sweared
against the sweared

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2,2

The sun is shadowing in the mountains,
He slept through rain times, and ascending;
Down the road a men and a machine, -
   Pleed the relative speed and encrese;

The treater like the creater good,  -
Well enough to let him own the morning,  - 
Holding the cosmos against any beast restrainge
 the hammer noise hastuaries the cleen sounds; 
   
And Nothing goes last and firmer than that,
 the thick white paper burned with fire ties who tries.   
       Sky is the blue zone till now, and forever black crown's nest in the hottest of the Summers.

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Again, I Might Be Still

Arboreous green growing inside the fance 
contrasting the gray of concrete walls,
scars, caught in childness;

Broken buckets disting the field rounded by 
reminiscences in pieces like broken promises
useless like me around the pavement; 

Why can't I learn from the forewoman?
lessons write within' our flooded pages;

A bird that was not taught how to swing 
cannot high up the sea;

Again, I might be still when the shadow pain 
would allow me against the will; 

Three ways I can vare from it but none 
covered the need like the forewoman will;

Skinny Birds at the sky adding ardour 
balancing the paraview

Small as they are.. why can't I have such 
weight, for not to burden at the forelady's
packs.

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My Reminiscences

the Secret Cottage,
a forest trek where
sundown gently on 
your face. Riverside
drifting.. the grasp seeds.
Forest game, heartbeat
of the wild nature, 
inhuman natures 
bloodstream chasing
the tormerting Faces.

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1

I pointed to a bird; flying to leave- And I think:
The swim I was most in was you, gladly.
And He thinks: Until the eyelashes, came, 
of the unknown, I way my path around. 

Words of a god: this door must remain close! 
I touched your bottom across my hands, 
moving sand to the little constructors of your 
Freedom.

On the embark upon a valley: 
Chove me a Nest,
Crave me a Rest.
This door must remain close.

Open the door, under the cosmos,
Sky Village of artificial Dark,
like the light Creed in our glass eyes.

On our heinousness path can we weight such heft?

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All Time

I don't have you anymore
and that's the true 
'cause no one ever could.

Are you my time ?
Are you my time ?
Are you my time ?
Are you my time ?

Well, you are who you are!
Well, you are who you are! 

When you say you can feel
When you say wasn't real

hold on on pillows 
let go from heroes 
let go from heroes
cause they are tire
yes, I'm you ride
yes, I'm for tide

six feet under the skies
horton could survive
is it all for bide
i'm at your side 
I'm at your side 

skid by few of them
there's no other, dear  
she's the ultra will
I'm climbing for it
       I'm climbing for it, for it

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12 Monkeys

In this blank space of time the universe of ideas grows infinity;
The Master Piece never came to be, another prevision without calculate the harm;
Even though we not going anywhere, it is coming for us; 
Remember in Cambridge times crossed like the line in meridian for ages;
Surprised by the helical light and suspended by the night the disguised dark flash;
Ability to the engineering, geniussnely to the Observer: non miss-taken reasons.
Existence is doubts for all, allowing it the events and facts;
The messenger of dreamers: let go off limited directions for the better coexistence.

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A Cat Stood On the Wall

A cat stood on the wall to law me: 
the pain of unknown haunts him, I think;
The view interacts the long, soft green
The witness outside the door, must be;

I watch his golden semblance, and I know;
His forfrightened eyes opens mine, Dead;
The relative moment unblurred my visions and complies the questions on his heachts.

On the grasp of his extinct, he scratchs the floor with rapid commun sagacity.
And there's no more doubts on it, the caos is gone, again, and the cat runs away.

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As a Thunder

And then I loved you for the seconds
   it would last and those it didn't -
And then the rain came with the gleam 
   as a glimpse of your greatness - 
And the innermost fear lightning inside
   my head, build on your self multiforms -

As soon, as easy, you come back the
    worse for me and you, the never for you -
 As Werther I say: How many realities
   are enough so ignored childs can be received? -
As the only love the Daughter will ever really
    know, being high is somepart-low -

But your bittersweet fulfilled, softly, my heart - 
For which never knew so much - Further the feeling -
Form physical presence helding away from my brain, wondering to poise all the post modern fables.

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Over Soon

to fail part-away, on my left undone oh, 
and I did, right to leed me across for you;

all their capsized arguments tray me;
Sister don't hell ! 'cause I can't comply wats real;
But this is not the time, when you say "the clock is
beautiful but can't keep time" your refer to my heart,
don't you ?

Your resignation accepted the speed, your car is
speeding by my shore 's still vening;
Stunts to the grace for and they know: It Might
Be Over Soon.