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I look for help
but I can only see bizarre images of ourselves
blended in the dark

I run for shelter
but I can only hear demoniac screams
surrounding us

I ask for a miracle
but all the angels have fallen from the sky
rotten wings

Our souls drowning in despair
Our screams going noiselessly
Our minds surrendering the madness

There's only chaos out there

© 2006 Eduardo Magela Rodrigues

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