Los dioses y sus estatuas grises
Oh, but the heart beats in its cage.
Thursday, March 06, 2014
A fragment.
A glass i shatter,
To the cheers of my friends
And their stories,
I smash it to pieces
In their names and oaths
So that many may remember
The days we left behind
And the days yet to come
For we are too
A flicker of life in this world.
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