For us who never dare to sleep
For us who never dare to sleep
For us who never dare to sleep
and split nights into bricks
for the Tower of Babel
rather untold than unspoken
moon-dried clay
the day may be torn away
by missed train to another state
of mind
and split nights into bricks
for the Tower of Babel
rather untold than unspoken
moon-dried clay
the day may be torn away
by missed train to another state
of mind
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to another state of mind
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the day may be torn away
by missed train
moon-dried clay
- rather untold than unspoken -
for the Tower of Babel
splits nights into bricks
for us who never dare to sleep
to není konstruktivní kritika ke tvé básni, jen - nemajíc vlastních Múz - jsem si pohrála :o)
19.07.2015 11:44:19 | hanele m.