segunda-feira, 14 de janeiro de 2008

ATMOSFERA

" EU quero um girassol de papel e quero a alucinada realidade como um cogumelo mágico" uma voz em delírio um tempo que se esbate magicamente e engulo um papel magico que me leva a horizontes perdidos e entro em viagem WoW what a fucking noise what a fucking sound so real so naked so dry ... a fucking dirty sound they cross roads they learn how to fly with a gun in thwir minD . they go. they don t stop It s unreal. A movie a french movie in a dark city they touch the sand Cool Warm A spiral inside me A spiral inside You and they can not stop It's the revolution in a naked body, a naked soul open to new conceptions to freedom, they flow and she makes poetry so high, he moves sensual she loves him and throung him yellow candies He loves her for a moment. They flash Hey !!! Fuck!! What a realité !! distortion again in another level ... music in their nature ... art !!! and he inspires she with an abstract picture SHe smiles a lot He thinks she is funny and goes in a rounD circle ... Strange voices began to shout No end ! He takes her wild They don't feel moving SHE wants his schwing gum !!

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