speechless

no sound,
no voice.
no fear,
no choice

_______

as a strange I walked into the room,
you good looking sad to the moom.
well I thought you’re long gone, gone away.

_______

that sound,
that voice.
that fear,
that choice.

_______

as you where looking at me I looked to the sky
that smiling light,
made it so bright, bright

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frederico reis | tiago novo – 23/09/09