marți, 2 decembrie 2008

Astrud Astronette, De Phazz

Seven years and twenty days
Since my spaceship skipped its course
Floating in oblivion
Without objective, without source
Memories dwindle, colours fade
Suspended in the eternal light
Shrivelling muscles, shrinking bones
Moving at the speed of fright

It's not seven years, it's only two.

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