urbanized
sirens, cars,
screams and murmurs
passing among.
buildings dressed as brides,
stay watching the prides
that goes under the god’s ligh
_______
it hits my face
and set on fire,
everyone ho comes and go.
wayting for the blessed shit sunday
to rest their bodyes,
spendind their time,
with bed, TV and coke.
28/09/09
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- October 1, 2009 / 5:06 pm
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