Tuesday, March 9, 2010

The Smell Of My Farts Change

time as I remember a love

long nights and heavy, dripping with malice
,

could be your poison or my kisses without mercy. Sad

light sweet shadow
with me I will host your lips

my destiny be my death to wake up. Coos

melody wind
who no longer see you, I trust him
I'm sorry, its echoes
preserved.


I no longer hope to hear your voice at noon, claiming
my kisses,
my attention, my company.

your hair against the breeze, singing songs
seems,
beautiful, tender and deep
that no one dares utter.

I who I forget, you will
you who do not remember,
be empty history,
not cry, do not be sad.

I killed these lines,
put an end to this tragedy,
bury my heart,
with you, the end of my existence.

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