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May 2014
I can scream out
I could be better
however, among so many people
it does not matter

it is late, people sleep
it is early, people die
least I

I will be arrestedΒ Β 
urban tourist
modern heroine
chasing the dragon
without my Baudelaire

somebody call nine one one
it is St. John's day, but I have seen no mercy
Joan of Arc was burnt
Judas was hung
John Doe is done

(is it fair to name the symbol of
civilization after its revolutionary blood?)

modern life
is the most organized riot
that I have ever seen

green hair turns black
my turtle is gone
it is so much information
it is too much destruction
with no appreciation

bring our strength
scream my name
it is not a crime
to live in pain

(and even if it was
I would still believe
in what we became)
Bruna Werneck
Written by
Bruna Werneck  Brazil
         Medusa, J, Johnny NoiΟ€, SG Holter, --- and 9 others
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