Condemned to Heaven
Before you all in my life
was an off rust
warm and mysterious invites me
alchemy of our time is mirage
beside her sentenced to heaven
Habbeas corpus with Bald Eagle
my white skin and my black steed
Angel is my witness gypsy
long his sentence will be by my side
without appeal each year deserves punishment
felony crime is Love inapelado
runs free through the fields of my release
Exciting, lengthy flavors of his sacrifice
supersonic crates of his liberty
the links in my cuffs are tornão his craft
in my kisses finds its identity.
Arthur Nett
28/03/2011
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