I am in Sweden...

I am not in Colombia today, i am in Sweden
Because my breath follow my emotions's rhythm
Because my eyes can't look at front, look at beyond
Because my hands wants to draw fantasies
Because my heart don't have muscles, just light
Because my feets can't feel this land
And my arms are like wings before get to fly
And Overcoat because there is a breathing waiting for mine...




Poetry by Mabel
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Written on 2010-09-27 at 02:02

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