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| Poesias-->Bleeding hands -- 23/10/2002 - 16:46 (Marcelo Santos Barbosa) |
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Bleeding hands cuts the night in two black hearts
Take me, take me away…
The sound of the trees searching for some space,
While my hands are dying on the corner of life.
The sun cries, pieces of light screaming far away from here.
It’s amazing, see it!
I’m a blackbird flying around
The white heat, the distant calls me…Farewell.
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