Let me out
Let me in
Walking down
Worlds between
I saw myself
And my old youth
I lost myself
And my nineteen
Nothing
But memories
And bitter mornings
From my july
Days and nights
Going by
And rain is coming
I don’t know why
Alone in a frame
Maybe i’ll be safe
From the monsters
And little devils
And good dreams
That i made
Hamilton Guilherme,June 8th,2013
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