quinta-feira, 9 de abril de 2009

The finest m[a]n.

I´m girl of family, baby!

Don´t try to buy me with those eyes.
What in your life doesn´t reach,
My feet look for stubbornness.
Me and my
endless desire to smoke.
My detachment
disappearing ...

"After all this years of ploughing through the weeds
I have turned wise and grey
With every fibre in me
I have lived to see you grow to be
The finest m[a]n...

by T.G.

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