Lalalalala (8)
What I want is you, baby (8)
I feel so very pathetic today. No, wait, not to feel pathetic, you feel stupid. I think that when I accept it, things improved so much, make me so happy, I create joy.
--->
cross A look, a smell, a memory, a kiss, a last fall. Everything is you. A final flutter
breaking half of its beauty and transcends the barriers of forced forgetting. As forbidden as it sounds, as simple as you, so you cry immortal death.
The sigh that is cut, the flashing fancy, uncomfortable silence dies. Everything is you. The poem broken
you leave in the morning when you look in the mirror and you go down the run.
Your black eyes that feed my regrets and broken promises, these rows of lashes, your nose thin that draws the outline of your life, my last hope, your lips just have ; gone a murderer scarlet, forming a huge smile that sparkles perfectly. What wrong
perfect creature you are, how horrible you gone to mortal eyes, how unattainable face is drawn in the sketch.
Among the wind you get lost and come back wet, filled with rain running down your height, it falls to the ground with grace will never touch. ---->
not need to tell me what "love" I am, thanks xD.
PS: I love my gatitaaaa!
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