Monday, April 11, 2005

Perfection Or Nothing

when the silence crosses my eyes.
in the nighttime of eden,
the beasts arrive to the embraces.
(she dies lonely.)

brokenwings butterflies,
are the witnesses of our death.
what was our sin.
where was the crown of jesus of nazareth.
(he reigns lonely.)

...still she cries for herself.
who is the last one to see her rotten body.
she dedicated her minds, also ignores her life.
where was the perfection.
(i stand lonely)


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