Senin, 04 Juli 2011

At Old Town


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I'm stuck again on a deserted uninhabited

Dragged into every piece of this old town

empty without you

Only a faint shadow of you

Every corner of the roped

Fiber is there in your eyes

Never had the slightest knot is fracturing

Because the ark was already long moored

Sailors no longer go to sea power

Helmsman excuse for waiting lighthouse

His smile was bitter

Here a century ago

I've found you

Although I know you do not ignore it


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