New horizons
New horizons
and a new kind of danger
ahead, beyond my arms.
Disarm, please, your troops and your will.
I ain't the enemy
I'm just a ghost passing by
Don't mind me,
for I'm a scar on the road.
Silence is the moment between
when titans fall
and before they reach the ground.
Life begins after that...yet again.
Slippin', and the sensation of hunger...
A pill poured through the teeth,
or the lack of space in the lungs.
A failure in the dreaming sequence
or the shutting down
of the whole system...???
Etiquetas: Ñeh, Pensamiento, poesía
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