Perfumadelarosa

I slap and I sin and still feel great about myself I break and I win, I lose and I grin I pour magic to empty shadows I spread light on dark chins I tear up silver rivers and scream treasures I kill with my madness I fill more fantasies I dare to walk naked than burying my own fears And when I wear my sun of tears I crack down smashing my weak deers I walk up breathing back coz at the end of my track; I keep the faith in Me.

Monday, January 30, 2012

White Noise...

In the midst of a burning flame
My ideas are greatly shrinking
Cannot consume voices & verbs
It dehydrates me further
and leave me with one choice
But to stay silent....
Posted by Perfumadelarosa at 6:49 AM

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