sexta-feira, outubro 28, 2005

The ill-fated journey

Solely knowing that nothing more I do,
Here I came today, and wrote
The misery that lies in front,
The guiding sky that is no longer blue.

Take it easy, think slow
Wait and see if it all goes vanish
Try and not make something foolish
Or else, sooner or later, you will blow.

To you, no right had ever been given
Of coming unrequested, unsolicited.
Even though, you came. And I, ill-fated.
Away from safe path, misleaden'.

Veni, vidi, vici.
So it was, so it is
Thus, I beg you, please,
Let me be me, show mercy...

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