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Valentine and Garuda  


2/15/2012 8:18 am

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2/15/2012 8:27 am

I have a flask but I do not have a wine
I have a suit but I do not have a dime

Oh pity me Garuda
I don't where to begin

I had a love and she called me Valentine
I walk alone on streets below these peaks
Of stone that block the sky
My hands have lost their grip through fingers slipped
The rarest ever damselfly

Oh pity me Garuda
And turn my hands into wings

I'm coming back to the station I am due
My eyes are small and dark
My pigeon heart is pumping blood so fast
I fly above the earth for what it's worth
I search for love lost in the past

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