domingo, 6 de maio de 2012

175. Surrounded (Cercado)

White, space, emptiness, air, silence, solitude, amplitude of nothing.
All of the things that surrounded me are gone, except me. Because this is me, letting go everything since 1991.
Love, death, birth and everything I can't control.
Every breath, every step I couldn't go without losing a part of myself, a part of my heart.
Strangers, foreigners, and night life crawling in my bloodstream, running in my wild life.
Nothing makes sense without you.

"But I still say your name when I'm talking in my sleep..."

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Paulo Roberto Figueiredo Braccini - Bratz disse...

amei te ver querido ... foi maravilhoso ... obrigado pelo carinho e atenção ...