The machine
is connected to lie
How can
speak without spying?
Lied as
instinct, before thinking
Sweet look
became evil eye.
Many masks.
And she faceless
Many
smiles. And she graceless
A sand
castle or house of cards
Fleeting
beauty, mind retarded.
Chained
into words fragile
Caged
birds, before agile
To tell the
truth unbearable:
— Time
passed. Is irreparable!
A draft of
living dead
Just watch the show.
Deivison
Souza Cruz
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