Sp

Sp

Τρίτη 15 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

Face

Face the darkness of this place and embrace ,
Gift of shades,
love that fades,
fate of fates,
Animates!

Face your steps , there, going deep
Face your arms , there, reach the dirt
Face your future, watch, devour
Face the faces of your dead.

Straight to light, a fast tide, a  raw bite
Scratches made,
Surrogate , now inmate,  life's bait.

Sick and sicken, promised lands
Soak and shaken , future/ past
Sleep with rumors of belief
Wake with murmurs of mischief
Shout and shine! Angry voices in rewind!
 

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