Equilibrium
(Indisponível)
I'm losing touch and the distance keeps me on the edge
/the distance tearing away and yet joining the lips of my sore/I'm unable to move a muscle
/unable, made of stone/unstable self, overloaded
/to be solitary is my curse/my flesh is overgrown with thorns/and my own failure was to lose my point of equilibrium/what is wrong with my lodestar?
/I've seen the sky on me fall down/so what? I'm cold and blind-folded/numb and lonely/
like a fallen angel drawn aside I could be waiting for eternity/nothing ever will be like it was before my fall down there/nothing changes
/nothing helped/the distance/but it makes no difference/what am I to do with these living stars called eyes…
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