eguana, 10 september 2012
Lips are murmuring, laughing, whispering; eyes are staring, weeping, blaming; some faces are full of happiness, others covered by sorrow, the breeze is holding their echoes, passing through me, yet I can’t catch the scene.
I with my senses have been taken where the music is, dancing beat along your (... więcej)
eguana, 4 february 2012
Try to understand that I’m flesh and blood. I breathe, cry, laugh and bleed.
My existence isn’t in your hand; I’m here against you and everyone who doesn’t want to hear.
My words are not a poem, nor an article or something amusing to see. My words are only for those who really can read and (... więcej)
eguana, 1 february 2012
I opened my eyes, looked through my window and saw the sunrise. I smiled because it was a brand new day and my troubles were far away hidden in yesterday. Time passed and the day color changed, sunset was taking its place and troubles seem near again. While this day was ready to turn into yesterday, (... więcej)
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