Silencio
we're all crazy. what do we want with sense?
they are not long, the weeping and the laughter, love and desire and hate
i think they have no portion in us after we pass the gate. they are not long, the days of wine and roses out of a misty dream our path emerges for a while, then closes within a dream.I am where i wanted to be halfway a path where you can't see this house. you'd never know it was here or any of the other places down the avenue. i couldn't see but a few feet ahead i didn't meet a soul, everything looked and sounded unreal.nothing was what it is. that's what i wanted to be alone with myself in another world where truth is untrue and life can hide from itself.
they are not long, the weeping and the laughter, love and desire and hate
i think they have no portion in us after we pass the gate. they are not long, the days of wine and roses out of a misty dream our path emerges for a while, then closes within a dream.I am where i wanted to be halfway a path where you can't see this house. you'd never know it was here or any of the other places down the avenue. i couldn't see but a few feet ahead i didn't meet a soul, everything looked and sounded unreal.nothing was what it is. that's what i wanted to be alone with myself in another world where truth is untrue and life can hide from itself.
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