Once I crossed a street,
And because of the silence
Coming from both sides,
I didn't look another time.
I was hit,
I was run over like an abandoned bitch.
That was my biggest mistake.
Onde foi que eu deixei, Em qual banco de praça, Em qual sítio, em qual beira De uma longa calçada? Em qual rua deserta, Em qual banco de tre...
Excellent metaphor for being caught unaware. Well written. My compliments.
ResponderExcluirYou can also make mistakes ..
ResponderExcluirThanks fot visit
Kiss
Morris