Dedecated to whom it may concern
BEATER*
Beater,
Where have you been
Come
Beat
In the same rate my heart beats
My life is a total emotional poverty!
Beater
You don’t know?
My heaven hides
Deep
In the central points of your eyes?
Come to me in my slumber
Come while I am awake
Beater
You are the rose
Upon which I will create aroma
Construct my dreams
On your beats
My Romantic Kingdom
Will rise
Full of
Towers of feelings
And the gates of hatred
Will be closed
The prophecy
will be fullfilled
after I ride my verse
Leading an army of vocabularies
Definitely
I will win
All romantic battles
Literature then
Will put the crown
Of love
Over my tired head
And I will be declared
To be the emperor!
The Sultan of
Decency
I may then
Be able to sleep
so, Beater
be the rock upon wich
I lean my head
in an attempt to sleep!
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January 3, 2011
Ssleepless nights