I am what I am … And yet I am nothing without you, a broken heart, a mountain of memories, shadows on the wall, a vacant stare that only looks at the empty words that vanish with the wind fearful and insecure boy, who wakes midnight terrified to remember the nightmare that means not find you, cruel illusion that made me think that I had recognized and found in the crowd, sometimes I think I ever voted in your name high, sometimes I think the scream that comes from inside me, will last forever drowning inside of me
Posted on: Sat, 23 Nov 2013 12:50:05 +0000
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