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o desarranjo poético

quarta-feira, 23 de junho de 2010

radiaçao.

Dear fool listen to me.
Even if I tell you the sky is gonna fall above your head
Even if I tell you nothing is gonna grow here
Even if I promise destruction and poverty.

push the button.


Even if I ask you for love
Even if I tell you i am high
Even if I tell you to pray.
Even if I tell you to find god.

push the button.


Even if I made you cry
Even if you made me cry
Even if we are not the same anymore
Even if you love poets and whores


push the button.


Even if this world is beautiful
Even if this world is a huge chunk of shit
Even if you wanna protect
Even if you will regret

Push the button. Push it now.

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