lunes, 15 de agosto de 2016

And here comes the silent

Unluckily I lack powers
I am unable to read your thought s
It is impossible to touch your feelings
I am doomed wandering your silence
Thoughts I must slayer
Due to the million scenarios
That always become tragic
Or marvelous surrealistic
One thing is for sure
I now just swim
In this immense sea of life
Enjoying the marvel
Understanding the lessons
Being the true self I discovered
All I do is collect
Treasuring each one
Of those sleepless nights
That allow me to dream
I won.t wake up again

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