sábado, 22 de enero de 2011

There's a light that never warms


Life goes as fast as sound.
Moments die the minute they born,
you haven't stopped doing something,
when is already told by others as a fascinating or rather disappointing story.

And here I am,
there you are.

We just look into our eyes and see fear.
We're both scared.
We both think we know what's going on.
We know nothing at all.
We're just kids.... once again.

Funny thing is,
it's also never enough.
Our thoughts,
our desires,
our ego.

It's a game.

Who's stronger?
Who's clever?
Who's the fool?
Who's the one to shame?

Not you, not me.
We both think we won.

Lame.

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