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Dj Bueno Posted 21 years ago

A poem in the sonG

I like the move in the streets of Bronx

Lonely people and their hesitation.

I like the blow in the cool autumn wind,

Deep blue sky,a perfect place for my doleful spirit



They like the tears of my big broken heart

Jealousies in vain,consolations ain't sane, what a pity(!)

They like the look on my fragile face

Not courageous, 'cause I'm lost in the darkness of a maze.



One day...

You'll hear that song as the colours of the rainbow

Hand out their spells and bow

Such a party,such a joy....No more ploy!



I like the breeze when it brings me hellos

From the people started to dance on the sidewalks of Bronx.

I like the moonlight on the bridge named chaos,

Every nation,every relation regard it as a cranky life source.



Therefore they like the glass falling into a well,

I dunno either,but they might wanna see the rainbow's spell.

In fact they want the glass to crash toward my face

They're wizards inborn,wandering around the places where we dwell.



But today...

I'm not scared at all

Nothing would really matter

'Cause the colours of the rainbow

Slowly moving to my soul...No more fall..!



D.Bueno
  
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