Ventos Aqui me encontro e confundo...

segunda-feira, 17 de setembro de 2007


"The silence come bursting through the walls that night.

No Chairs or tables betwen you and me.

Instead of the usual smal talk we just stayed and waited.

No movements.

My eyes got used to the pale light.

It was raining.

Words come to my mind, but I was to amazed to speak.

I felt the silence bursting through me.

Violently.

No warnings.

No needs.

I closed my eyes for two seconds and suddendly we knew.

There was no fear.

Tomorow was here."

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