in concrete houses <br />in concrete silence <br /> <br />nobody can not hear <br />your call <br /> <br />concrete houses are <br />sinking more than once <br /> <br />in the wine <br />when the clocks <br /> <br />are hitting <br />at the morning hour <br /> <br />concrete hearts <br />being getting cold <br /> <br />are slowly undergoing <br />the life <br /> <br />although it this way aches <br />escape ahead of yourself <br /> <br />nobody will catch up <br />with you <br /> <br />and even behind you <br />nobody will dropp tear <br /> <br />you will rescue yourself <br />escape - already time<br /><br />Maria Barbara Korynt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-s-time-for-you-escape/
