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Old wishesGreen grass, under our feet, walking through crowded streets, jeering lies with every step you take, wondering where we are going go.Old wishes
Waiting under a bridge, laying drunk in the narrow streets, talking to cats and other ghosts like it was real life.
Drinking feelings and becoming happy, making you feel warmer for a while, surrounded by familiar ghosts; like you were at home.
Staring in front of a window, watching those families laughing loudly. Your tears start falling down, remembering that you used to have a house; that you u
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ExceptionsWhat if I couldn’t just relay on me, what if I couldn’t see that world,Exceptions
I wanted to see...
What if I didn’t care...
Forget about the dreams I used to believe, if I could just remeber them, but they flew away with the blue colour of the sky and the dark brown from my eyes.
If I don’t see you now I won’t cry, my eyes have become blind with old tears and new scars.
Looking apart to an empty road, walking to nowhere, thinking about thinking with you.
Drinking for me, drinking for you, drunk laying back o
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La vida.Mientras sus lágrimas cambiaban las marcas, sus labios no paraban de tiritar tristezas. La noche iba cambiando su traje en un rojo amanecer, y su sueño ya se había desvanecido.La vida.
Sus ojos marcados por la sequedad, leen lineas vacías de realidad. Mientras, bebe una embriagada soledad consumida entre recuerdos melancolicos.
Ella bebe, se divierte y olvida, mientras ella muere de sed, se aburre y solo piensa. Piensa en las miradas de unos extraños que pegados al cristal la miran sin pestañear.
Y no sabe si gritar o susurrarle
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RealizeReasons I could not relay, something I didn't share in that day. Love wasn't a mistake, there was a joke in all that stuff.Realize
Times I thought I would remember, have turned into a deep black hole, where no eyes can't see, such as love.
I would not like to make you sad, I just wanted to know if there was a lonely tiny little smile in your face, telling me the things that I have forgotten.
So tell me soon, which was your love that my soul used to get in touch.
And let me know, if I should keep on h
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Dream, you've always dreamed about that world.
That world wich never came true, and now you're laying
down a narrow street bleeding of love.
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Dream, you've always dreamed about that world.
That world wich never came true, and now you're laying
down a narrow street bleeding of love.
Broken poetry...
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To love is to be vulnerable.
...who would choose such a fate?
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