sabato 14 luglio 2007

S angel



For a moment you have been on the hill

in a moment you were on the asphalt

dying is not so easy,

now you know it, don't you?

It was the very same sky
,

that semeed to kneel at your side and console you with its sunset.

It was a moment, suspended in the air, a moment of harsh breathing

a moment of story telling
a moment of silence unfilled

Dying is not so easy,

now you know it, don't you?

Vertebrae smashed on the asphalt,

asphalt that looked like the sky

The sunset melted in tears

the sunset calling calling down below

and nothing within your soul

knew the lines you were playing

A mask of the skies you never lived


a mask of fake smiles
a mask of unborn dreams
covered your eyes

and uncovered those skies
that looked like asphalt

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