jueves, 12 de abril de 2018

Memories

it's time to believe, isn't it?
no matter the pain 
behind your eyes,
we are meant to love,
till the last breath,
'cause after all,  
scars just remind me, 
the past is a little part,
of the mess who I am.

Don´t you understand?
if you feel the heat of my heart,
it doesn't mean I'm alive,
'cause back at home,
there is a hole in my soul,
pills drown me, 
into another fairy tale,
would you stay?
until I leave my own town.

The walls never close 
so slowly,
so this is the end,
don't look back,
even if you believe
you can save me, 
I would let you down,
'cause I'm broken,
in pieces 
that none can set again.

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