2008 03 05
Living under the same sky
Where planes take of and land
Your blood flow colides
With the overtaking sound.
You know their every move
Fall of a bed at night
Saying the numbers of
the leaving ones
And never wave to them
And never smile when they come back
You know you share the sky
Tilting your head
To watch them go
You can't say "No!"
Can't stop breathing
Hearing, Counting, Dreaming.
Living under the same sky
Where planes
Sometimes crash
[Planes]
Author: Nida /
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