Who was talking on the stair´

Who was talking on the stair´

 You, your true self. Out of the darkness and the gloom that you´ve been. Conscious. Talking and being yourself. Your lightness, your inner sweetness and your dearest side were sitting on that stair. You beautiful girl. 

Intelligent, cultured.

Strange emotions, uncontrolled and blindfolded.

Controlled by half. Butt still with the fast meal's poisons, drink portions and the devil´s fireworks in you. Visible in naked eyes.

Behavior, sometimes. It comes a time that your behavior turns strange and sometimes mad. Too many clowns. I know and I don´t give a shit. What some may say. People on the street, I´m no stranger to them. There are clowns that are always crossing on my way and in many other people way.

I know, good things. You and me. The good the bad and the ugly. It is a good thing. I´ve been doing things as things happen and as you and others do things. I´ve got nothing else to do here but elsewhere. In a quiet place, in peace with nature and people and mostly with myself. Spending time with little lethal things like you and me. With things and with the people that i like. Being more thoughtful and taking time doing things, better and greater things.

Why did you choose the stair to talk´

The box´ 

The cube game´

To be more precise, the coffin´

Or is there any other reason´ Answer me.

The stairs´

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You went to Irak. Iran... Where did this idea of traveling to Iraq come from? Why a young Polish girl that lived in London went to the Middle East´ Who took you there´ Is there any question´ The Middle East is one of Sam´s war zones. 

Who you were working for´ Television´ Sam´s satellite channel´

You run a marathon there...

Then you went into a bar.

Home

See you my beautiful girl

I´ve got a plane to catch

                                         A America I   Pai father Mãe mother mom mama Filhos sons Irmãos brothers 

I´m drugs

I´m drugs

Hey little sister, what have you done? Hey little sister, who's the only one? Hey little sister, who's your superman? Hey little sister, who's the one you want? Hey little sister, shotgun It's a nice day to start again It's a nice day for a white wedding It's a nice day to start again Hey little sister, who is it you're with? (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Hey little sister, what's your vice or wish? (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Hey little sister, shotgun, oh yeah Hey little sister, who's your superman? Hey little sister, shotgun It's a nice day to start again It's a nice day for a white wedding It's a nice day to start again, ow Pick it up Take me back home, yeah Hey little sister, what have you done? (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Hey little sister, who's the only one? (Only one) I've been away for so long (so long) I've been away for so long (so long) I let you go for so long It's a nice day to start again Come on, it's a nice day for a white wedding It's a nice day to start again, ow There is nothing fair in this world There is nothing safe in this world And there's nothing sure in this world And there's nothing pure in this world Look for something left in this world Start again Come on, it's a nice day for a white wedding Wow, it's a nice day to start again It's a nice day to start again It's a nice day to start again

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