Ni ella ni yo pensamos disculparnos por nuestras palabras. No se disculpa el sol aunque queme ni la luna aunque en ocasiones aterre. Yo amo, todo aquello que pueda ser amable, y como me rehúso a esconderme, he aquí mi escape.

24 ene. 2014

24/12/13

The lights go out,
and the day ends
and everyone's just regreting
they spent another day as themselves.

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She owns the world.
It's entirely hers.
As f we didn't know
it's all meant to end.

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Then give me a little love,
a little light of hope,
then give me a hint
to light this world.

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Still nobody knows
how deeply I see in your eyes and dream
about a distant time.

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