quarta-feira, 23 de março de 2011

Um Pássaro Azul

"there's a bluebird in my heart that, wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him


but I pur whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke

and the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks

never know that he's in there"

Charles Bukowski

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