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quinta-feira, 11 de fevereiro de 2016

the tragedy of the nobodies

from all who passed 
through the immovable truth
the sounding trumpets
of disbelief
the voices 
of discoragement
of those who rather sleep
than see you awake 
and keep pulling you down
its that rebelious sound 
calling you
once again
its the hidden belief
in the tragedy of the nobodies
that nobody regards

we were young, we were vain
we were the bruised bodies
in ethereal desperation

- the lonely ones
in all lonely towns

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