sexta-feira, junho 30, 2017

Why always this fear?
It seemed like everything was fine already.
That the days would repeat themselves,
With the smell of your body on my

How many nights I slept scared.
Several times I went crazy on the street.
I was expelled from the bars,
Crying and breaking bottles.

You showed me the worst of me.
I welcomed you to hell. But,
Nothing makes sense without our tragedy
It was the only place I was.

Are we afraid of going through this crowd?

I do not blame ourselves for that.
But listen, listen, listen,

What I'm feeling:

The cage will always be open.
Only you have the keys to my ribs.


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