domingo, junio 9

what it´s coming, when it´s raining
to the chest, straightly
what unvoices silence
it´s an uncertain method
meant to be a mess
designed to function
an off-beat play
a glimpse of your shoulder
some dices are yelling to be thrown
an intention, some attempts, who cares?
it´s a gambling glass the one in charge
encouraging, spieling
allocating faith to be true
at least once
for all the ones pretending something more than dregs
those who were forced to stand about
no more whispers, here comes the chance
let the gambling glass do the honors
for today it´s raining
and we might all get lucky

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