Monday, January 3, 2011

What Should I Clean My G-shock With?



A uncertain steps I walk on the pavement glistening
rain falls in buckets of tears as dreams emptied from the sky.
My heart is beating at full pace, rocked by rumors, further, in the background.
I know that the departures are often involuntary and travel one-way on trains
anonymous and that each return at the end is not that, it's just that becomes our new, filtered from the blood.
Everything revolves inside my head, everything comes together and becomes undone, everything falls and then fly higher.
I do not know where and if I stop to rest, maybe tomorrow, right here.
But I do not care.
I just keep going and keep all the beauty unearthed everywhere.
killing time, waiting for the sun.


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