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100 Gramms of Love

I have a number inside my head you have a face full of memories. An intruder impeded my desire to love you again,in the forest that our souls met each other. and the eyes imitated the moves of someone,intolerant. Now you see,its permanent,but you are so young and monsters may swallow your advantage in this game. I offer you the book of my misery.Take it. I have a number inside my head your face lightens in the middle of the night. My world is black and white,unusual for your age,you told me and the movies are colorful,an inconstant stroke with a brush. Behind the walls ,the shadows suffocated,sprawled faster. Its not him or her,if you can't explain the unexpected or us ,if you can't hold your breath to reality. I offer you the book of knowledge.Use it I have a number inside my head your face has the same number,you cheat. And we run,hold each other,making love with our destiny and you smile and you take care of me and i take care of you. As we dance in the river of our future. I have a number inside my head you have the same number. So why you left me?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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