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Aug 2014
ten
in every ten
days
maybe
all the
sensibly
loses the sense
you know
leaving only
a bit of
stupidity
kinda crazy
you know
kinda infantile
you know
kinda gentle
i know
i mean
i think i know
and in every ten
friends
if one of them wanted me good
would say:
"give up"
i didn't
and there was a piece of
stubbornness
senselessness
but it wasn't a choice
not this time
and in every ten
glances
peeps
keeks
one of them find you
serene
calm
tiny
protecting yourself
in your space
in your ******
and i say
to let the fluidity
flow
ignoring
dropping
all the policy
the politeness
drunkenness
deafness
until you know
until you feel
that in every ten
lots of other ten
will come
and in every ten
i'll turn the sides
and look sheepish
just to know
if you are
near
me.
Vinicius Lira
Written by
Vinicius Lira  Recife - Brazil
(Recife - Brazil)   
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