Thursday, September 3, 2009

What Can I Buy On Lone Star Card

I have my sadness there, hidden, putting pretty

I have my sadness there, hidden, putting beautiful,
in a place where the violins sound a setback,
where these violins were taught himself to play with bows and arrows,
where General Custer himself left some tears to see that for
that he had fought, and made no sense,
and in his madness and grief, killed his own and mine.

I have my sadness there, hidden, putting beautiful,
sometimes see me running, moving away me, and incomprensiblemnte
the chase,
as if it were to be lost forever.

I have my sadness there, hidden, putting beautiful,
and it is she who teaches writing,
or write, and sometimes arises
as
smile and sometimes in the form of wind and sometimes I touches
,
to not forget that you are there, putting pretty.

And it is already part of me, as well
joy, and laughter
,
and smile,
and the urge to scream, yell
of how close I have for you, or how far
see you .

piano sounds in the distance,
friend of sadness in my heart broken
,
near the heart,
bubble death
of women and men dead.

I leave this sadness, better than mine.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H-cAgnZPago

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