31.10.11
mãos ocupadas
I need to write but it's raining
I need to write but it's night
I need to write but it's cold
I need to write but there're too many people
I need to write but I'm in a hurry
I need to write but I'm afraid
I need to write
I need to write but it's early
I need to write but there's too much light
I need to write everything everymoment
I need to write I need to write
I need to write to be close
I need to write to enlighten myself
I need to write to be alive
I need to write for all the secrets
I need to write, closed eyes
I need to write right here
I need to write everywhere
I need to write all the colors and the dark
the yellow and the blank of the souls
everything I need to write
the words come and find me
they look into my eyes
still don't know what they mean
in the way I'll discover
but I need to write
and suddenly it's all being said
all that matters
and what has to come clearly
starts coming
close to the eyes
even if it's raining
even if it hurts
even if we don't want to hear
it comes to our eyes
it comes to our ears
it simply appears
to us
always
I need to write.
I need to write but it's raining
I need to write but it's night
I need to write but it's cold
I need to write but there're too many people
I need to write but I'm in a hurry
I need to write but I'm afraid
I need to write
I need to write but it's early
I need to write but there's too much light
I need to write everything everymoment
I need to write I need to write
I need to write to be close
I need to write to enlighten myself
I need to write to be alive
I need to write for all the secrets
I need to write, closed eyes
I need to write right here
I need to write everywhere
I need to write all the colors and the dark
the yellow and the blank of the souls
everything I need to write
the words come and find me
they look into my eyes
still don't know what they mean
in the way I'll discover
but I need to write
and suddenly it's all being said
all that matters
and what has to come clearly
starts coming
close to the eyes
even if it's raining
even if it hurts
even if we don't want to hear
it comes to our eyes
it comes to our ears
it simply appears
to us
always
I need to write.
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