I'm trying to get back on track, writting and trying to draw and stuff.
I might be submitting more stuff soon, if I don't forget.
I really should write a sticky note or something.
Anyway..
Lates!


Just Like IvoriesJust Like Ivories (They Grow And Stab Our Own Faces)Just Like Ivories
Even if I ignored all the lies, All the incertanties, Everything you did that made me hurt, The things I did to make you.
But I now have my eyes closed, Just like you, And even if I move my mouth, No words are going to come out.
This lack of conversation, Has killed us inside, And destroyed everything we built, Brought us both down.
And even if; "Tonight your taste was beautiful," I'd be lying to myself if I said that; "My tongue doesn't know the truth." &


SeasonsSeasons (Our Hearts)Seasons
And I hope that the days Will pass just as an autumn breeze That announces the coming of winter And the promise of spring The distance of a new summer
Let the days echo Like the songs of birds In bright mornings And the cry of crickets In warm nights
Out lives Removed, distant, restless Our pains Burning, aching Our wait Never ending
Love cannot be seen It can only be felt as an autumn breeze That announces the coming of winter And the promise of spring The distance of a


EstacoesEstaçoes (Nossos coraçoes)Estacoes
E espero que os dias Passem como brisas de outono Que anunciam a chegada do inverno E a promeça da primavera A distancia de um novo verao
Que os dias ressoem Como o clamor dos passaros Em manhas ensolaradas E o cricrilar dos grilos Nas noites quentes
Nossas vidas Removida, distante, inquieta Nossas dores Vividas, ardentes, latejantes Nossa espera Incessante
Amor nao se ve Se sente como uma brisa de outrono Que anuciam a chegada do inverno E a promeça da primavera A


Roses And The PoetryThe glass on the table Reflect the morning's light Our bodies under the bedsheets Time stood still last nightRoses And The Poetry
Petals across the room Smoke from the now burnt candles I hold you gently And whisper words of love
And it is true Today And will hold true until it ceases to exist Just as the roses by your feet will wilt
But our love is eternal Our embrace timeless Kisses everlong Lies masqued by feelings untrue


NobodyThese are the words of a nobody Stories of the world no one knows Nothingness interpreted by somebody Gashing your face with their claws Blood trickling as tears Rolling down your cheek Scaring away your fears Leaving you to look for what you seek. The world of murder and rape Slowly is realised to a fly Wrapping up your life with tape Making you look to the sky Looking for anything that could resemble hope Seeing words written and ready to tumble Words that help you to cope With these words you begin to fumble Trying to live a life of lonelyness &Nobody


Campos da Morte -lit. battle-Hoje passei pelos campos da morte Onde nada existe, nem ninguém vive Corpos de inocentes, sobre terra e grama Sendo pisados e devorados.Campos da Morte -lit. battle-
Velórios de pessoas queridas Com crianças em pranto e parentes em desencanto.
Anjos e demônios rondam seus túmulos, na procura de almas errantes para levá-las ao lugar que pertencem.
Ateus, pessoas sem crença Choram as lágrimas de desespero Que os mortos não querem ouvir Por isso partiram.
Nem mesmo a sabedoria de todos pode contra a morte Por isso existem seus campos Tristes e floridos
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Vinho, Mulher e Canto.
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