viernes, 15 de abril de 2011


06 - jeniferever - the sound of beating wings by sonialunares

They are leaving now,
To the sound of beating wings.
To images of a scenery,
A scenery whose colours,
Have started to fade,
And whose brightness is passing away.
Left us nothing but cold,
It's not just in the air,
It's the gap between us.
It's in our voices as we speak,
In sentences that we say,
In words once beautiful.

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