Poems by BOB GALLO

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  • Games 2

    I lost the game
    when I found you...

  • The hero said to himself:
    if I lie, if I stay silent, if I become one of...

  • Dreams 1

    To dream is to wake up
    and to wake up is to dream...

  • I do not know how long I am going to live
    I do not know how long we shall be together...

  • I am the humble man of your virtue.
    I am the fire from within...

  • How wearing the patience of vultures is
    in the desert of people's eyes...

  • She cried for a little gingerbread,
    its arm was missing...

  • The reason of hideousness
    is that we could learn beauty...

  • If you cannot afford to defend yourself
    you are almost as good as guilty...

  • It is endless
    their aptitude of flaming to burst and blaze out...

  • I am like a pauper.
    My begging limbs elongate against...

  • The river remains
    constantly there because she...