16 de noviembre de 2010

I am

See me,
I'm the panic in your eyes
That old winter chill,
which turned your feelings into ice.

And I am
that scary familiar noise
from which you run
when it's night and you've lost your voice.

Fear because I am this last chance...
...for experiencing your thoughts,

A chance of making yours this world.

Feel me,
I am your best disgrace,
the strangest will
left after experiencing my disease.

And your world,
it could quit seeming so gray,
if you draw it all
as a place without chance to escape.

Think that I am the best and only one...
...who will take you for a ride,
I am the one who'll grant you a whole new life,
The one who'll make you love these words,
I am that one who'll make you hate this love!

Yes, I am.


Fran Zama
Oui, c'est moi!

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