¿Y no es acaso su existir una quimera? Todo lo que no tiene es sencillo de alcanzar, su solución se basa en tapiar los ojos y tolerar que todo se desmorone eternamente entre lo real y lo que no, la ficción de un deseo...

Saturday, November 28

Chock-full

Are you giving up on us,
are you?
I've been doing drugs
just to feel the past,
when we were young,
and thought we'd be
together,
'till we're dust.

This is my reborn,
his tongue
on my tongue,
playing the drums.
A new song,
called "calm".
Since you're gone
my bed is full,
so I don't fell alone...
Anymore.

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