Sirens in the distance
heard in the sea,
calm the waves and not
is necessary to
start to rush,
much waiting and hypnotized,
mutilated and the breath of life ...
A clock shock pulse is
gone, the cold has purple skin.
Those men in white dresses
up late, is the mixed reality
that fills our lives.
we With nothing left in our hands,
shed catches us, we are opaque. not stop
in center of the land;
electrical shock resuscitation to attract
numb heart was silent all expectation
to see cross the line that divides what was , which was
and what will be.
dying feelings in the unconscious minds
silence. But too late, hopelessly tardy
later.
universal trapped in a plane on the ground
broke the galaxy, the hope was intact.
reach the madness surrounding us crows
sat down to wait.
turned violent film'm just
the thought of a landscape border that
away from the sound of sirens ...
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