terça-feira, novembro 07, 2006













[Jackson Pollock]

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Para escapar entrei no carrossel mais veloz, saturado de cores, formas, luzes e sons estridentes, zumbido sensorial. E nessa dinâmica centrífuga consigo deixar de ver-te e até ignorar-te. Fosse pelo rodopio ou do enjoo que me provoca.
O problema é ser circular e sabia que quando finalmente parasse estaria exactamente onde havia começado: vizinho da tua imagem.
Onde está esse carrossel linear que me afasta da angústia e não me enrola a vida à tua volta?

3 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

brilhante!

Ludmila disse...

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Anónimo disse...

Somebody told me it was over
Nobody told me where it began
No one believes in you
I understand

Like a blind man
Who's lost his way
No one hears a word
Of what you say
I forgive you
Would you do the same

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Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
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I don't know where you've been looking
I think it's only in your mind
It's tied so tight inside of you
All the thoughts unkind

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Nobody wants to lose their game
It's the same for me
It's the same for you
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Insane

I would believe you
If only you'd be true
I'm getting older
And I can't escape time

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Nobody wants to lose their game
It's the same for me
It's the same for you
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Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
It's the same or me
It's the same for you
It's insane insane insane insane insane
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Insane