"Lies" by Linda Simelane
2012-12-04 It’s nothing but liesthe truth curved in French lines
A brute walking on landmines
A route killing so many, weedy high
"Isolation" by Linda Simelane
2012-12-04 We where just kids hungry for adventuresplayed so much even when we were sleeping
Our hearts were so flaming
Our minds, ideas, storming, snare drum popping
"Electro Magneto " by Linda Simelane
2012-12-04 In the past we were young and so in lovelike angels high and above
You and me
