domingo, 23 de marzo de 2014

Metamorphosis

When did all the fallen leaves
appear in front of me?
Well, I used to walk alone
along these ordinary streets...
Everyday during my childhood,
every day of every week.
I won't say it wasn't scary,
'cause at night the dark was deep,
and it was so deep inside me
that I think I lost my dreams.

And I lost my pure concience
to diverge into this monster...
Now I have no dreams at all,
now I have to rest in silence.
Now I have to keep my soul
from my dangereous desire.

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