driven full on things to speak out
things to love without a doubt
my heart grew bigger than my fists
arms curved, gave me kind of a twist...
i became unfit for what came next.
not knowing who's listening or why
upper-cuts on hold, standing by
unleashed on the shade of an absent eye
one after the other after the other...
they have cracked my ribs,
nearly pushed me aside…
nearly.
but not quite.
About Me
- manuel zeeman
- amsterdam, Netherlands
- designer, dj, thinker. all work copyright protected.
"... tudo o que vejo tem ponto de beleza e crueldade, pois o que é belo é cruel e nao ha nada que se possa fazer àcerca disso." "all i see has beauty and cruelty in it, for all that is beautyfull is also cruel an there's nothing you can do about it."
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
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