Saturday, January 22, 2011

Yellow Cloudy Smelly Urine

Balance


In the immensity of blue sky
balance was an old dream,
struggled, not wanting to fall to
precipice.
She clung to illusions
and put wings of an eagle.
What a shame! As he fell,
is no longer a dream, now is a sad reality
whom no attention.
never want to risk and the spiral of mediocrity
seized him.
The city noise did not allow
that dreams are dreams.

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