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SAD EYES PHOTO EXHIBITION

flock!

a photo exhibition with a side of music, poetry, and painting!

here's the poster!




+ special guest

presentation of the book a "soul searching" by David Canzi "

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EGO

A: I'm here
B: here you
A are the Search
B: What are you looking?
A: B
my soul, there's more
A: ... there are other
B: make me share
A: I want a half
B: Can I help you?
A I do not believe
B: instead
A if only you knew ...
B: thou soul hides
A: Yeah! But that is my body succumbs!
B: Play It Again
A: I have no breath
B: believe us, you will be rewarded
A: My words are lost in the wind
B: The wind brings thoughts to the world. No one understands them

B: If you open your eyes see the sun and dazzle me
A succubus diverrei
B. learning how to engage
A: I burn! as he did with many!
B. learn .... to support
A: ... I will burn!
B: No! And you know why
A: The essence of my short life has
B: ... and you live it up to slide off the fingers
to become the sole owner ..
A: because they are so confusing?
B: Why do not you try and live ... trying to live!
A: Then I will live, even if only for a moment
B: I see you understand me drink
A and B
'll do the rest tomorrow, tonight I want you alive!
A: I can do it ... but I assure you!
B: and tomorrow we will do the rest
A: Enough! Now I do not try any response.
B: health and then, enjoy this life full
... A: I believe you ... but now we drink just
B: A
cin cin.
B: health my ego.

Daved-

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every day is a seesaw

Every day is a seesaw
The salts come down & & memories

Among projects in the belly of a whale

Every day is a seesaw
You could touch the sky But it's only illusion

And fall on deaf ears

Every day is a swing thoughts that alternate

A real disappointment
fading life

Every day is a seesaw
Every hour, month and year went by fast

is back with the memory

Daily But if no one is pushing a swing

Sooner or later you stop ...
you stop to think!

daved-

Mistral Air Conditioner

triad alone, eyes, silence

Let

hours locked up in the room

mature

the sidelines and watching the screen

raining outside

heavy drops fall

and I feel alone

echoing in the dark

rest on the edge

tonight

of my throne

a King of silence

covered with clouds ideological

surrounding caricatures

confused thoughts

and mask of terror

eyes looking at me

face

but strange

(see the two columns separately and then mix them in one poem has a plot of 3 works well, try)



Let
hours locked up in the room
ripen on the sidelines and watching the screen

raining outside

heavy drops fall and I am only echoing

rest in the dark on the edge of this night

of my throne a king of silence

strewn with clouds surrounding
ideological caricatures

confused thoughts and mask of terror.
eyes looking at me face

but strange!

daventi

Brazilian Wax Won't Grow Back

NICOTINE



Aspiro long
The toxic cloud spread throughout the murderer

be slow breathing apparatus maimed
This involves the same
The chain smoker
the cloud envelops
While in the distance someone dies I
remains the same vice
The smoking habit
This modern heroine
attraction inversely proportional to the sublime

the temporary satisfaction moral
Another shot ... ...

A single breath waiting for the next round
When intense
Under
sparse at best a mental game

DAVENTI-

Flat Warts Sucess Stories 2010

fuck the world!

you! ... Fuck all you hypocrites

,

dishonest to you, you false

harassing you!

respectable of you Sunday

that everything just seems yours alone,

you power-hungry,

to you that you must find the evil

to you that nothing you share,

you love that you do not know you fools and

you liar ....
to your tricks!

fuck!

you've got it!

and I am also

who has betrayed his friend

,

his girlfriend,

or even ideal.

Fuck you ..
Therefore I tell you.

and if you opened your eyes, you would see only

ash

scorched earth around you.

but your greed,

still feed you.
... I leave you so.

with hatred for you, so that you do

heroes,

fuck ...

in red letters.

fuck ...

are not worthy of even an insult.

fuck you assholes!

DAVENTI-

Demo On Brazilian Waxing

FUCK WE ARE ALL A LITTLE ' CLOWN

we are all a little clown ...

playfully funny with our red nose

the big shoes, and that vest

often fake

we're all a bit clown

prepare our boards

carefully in the hole and make them extract suddenly lost

we are all a little clown

returning from a storm

prepare for any party

rigged and melancholy

with our anachronistic jokes

we are all a little clown

but how long before we shall miss

the form that we carry?

The clown mask

is nice to see

But if the ports

To hide the pain of loneliness ...

DAVENTI-