March 12, 2007
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I will weep and weep for you, my Soul,
The world has caught you in its spell.
Though you cling to them with the anchor of steel,
Not even the shadow of the things you love
Will go with you when you are dead.
>LALLA<
He looked at me with a broad smile on his face:
-ma....I know now that all that I've seen
during my psychose really exist...
Erik has books where all the signs I saw
are explained....ma...I'm not crazy!!!
-No...son...but keep it a secret...right now
it won't help you ....you're labeled and declassified...
and anyway....Erik says he's an alien...
you go on bringing melodies from the stars above
and playing them for me and friends like Erik...
for the aliens...
but let us keep it a secret...son...
they won't believe you....
Comments (2)
I love Lalla's poetry. Thank you. :sunny:
nice piece of poetry i would berlieve him a graphic picK at the end i hope that 's not you coming undone
good to hear from you don't forget we are in the middle of two eclipses :lookaround: solar soon love mme
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