quinta-feira, 7 de novembro de 2013

                      


                                           
                                          
                                                             Solidão da alma

                                                            Vejo as lembranças vividas
                                                            Vejo as memorias partidas
                                                            Vejo as imagens tremidas

                                                            Vejo que um dia nasci
                                                            Vejo que um dia sorri
                                                            Vejo que um dia vivi

                                                            Sinto uma magoa no peito
                                                            Sinto uma estaca por dentro
                                                            Sinto-me em triste isolamento

                                                            Fim dos meus pensamentos
                                                            Triste momento
                                                            Hora marcada
                                                            Morte chegada.

                                                             Junior SD

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