he doesn't know
but i count
my fingers
to know
when he'll leave
but please
believe
when i say
i love you
'cause
you are family
2015-02-13
2015-02-04
Não cutuque a ferida
Ela chora por cicatrizes passadas
em seus sonhos retorna àquele momento de
dor, choro, frustração
pesadelo.
Ela acorda suada no meio da madrugada
se abraça e chora
um choro baixinho
pra ninguém escutar.
em seus sonhos retorna àquele momento de
dor, choro, frustração
pesadelo.
Ela acorda suada no meio da madrugada
se abraça e chora
um choro baixinho
pra ninguém escutar.
2015-02-02
Um sorriso para o chão
o ônibus parou
olhei pela janela
era noite
uma noite fresca de verão
vi uma travesti andando
ela era bonita
entao sorri
mas ela só olhava para o chão
enquanto caminhava rápido...
olhei pela janela
era noite
uma noite fresca de verão
vi uma travesti andando
ela era bonita
entao sorri
mas ela só olhava para o chão
enquanto caminhava rápido...
2015-02-01
A Wall to Civilization
Sorry dear,
but i won't call
cause i've built a few walls
around me
so i could de free
but now
i've build one
so tall
that there's no light
here it's always night
i feel small
but i'm safe and sound
in this ground,
between these walls...
2015-01-05
2014-12-09
Confessions of a Bird
That bird
broke my wings
so I would
no longer fly.
That bird
expected me
to cry
about foolish things
But right now
I've step out
and said:
breath in
breath out
you know
I'll manage it some how
Later on
the wound has healed
'cause life goes on
and time won't stop
no matter how you feel
So this bird
made it thought it all
learned how to fall and
fly, fly
really high
broke my wings
so I would
no longer fly.
That bird
expected me
to cry
about foolish things
But right now
I've step out
and said:
breath in
breath out
you know
I'll manage it some how
Later on
the wound has healed
'cause life goes on
and time won't stop
no matter how you feel
So this bird
made it thought it all
learned how to fall and
fly, fly
really high
2014-10-27
Butterfly fly
its not easy
to be a butterfly
when everybody you love
is a bee
butterfly
lost sight
of what was wrong
and right
so now
she cries
and smile
at the same time
is this life?
it might
it might
to be a butterfly
when everybody you love
is a bee
butterfly
lost sight
of what was wrong
and right
so now
she cries
and smile
at the same time
is this life?
it might
it might
2014-10-18
Xô
O moço da praça
me achou uma graça
por ter falado
com uma pomba.
Mal sabe ele
que peço desculpa
quando esbarro
nas coisas
da vida.
me achou uma graça
por ter falado
com uma pomba.
Mal sabe ele
que peço desculpa
quando esbarro
nas coisas
da vida.
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