All i see is black and white
Even the velvet clouds in the sky
I’m so easy to cry
As the music go by
As a forgotten paradise
Everyone has gone
Even the children of the sun
By the milky way they run
Like a puzzle left undone
Walking down the railroad
My nightmare is quite unload
Everything in my room turned to dust
Even my illusions and palid ghosts
Everything has gone
Even the hateful days with a gun
Even the classes that i ran from
Now i’m a mirror growing alone
Hamilton Guilherme,December 22nd 2012
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