Remembering
A thought of you could split the skies
Memories enlighten me of better times.
I look inside and my soul cries
From all your selfish crimes
I keep holding on to this impossibility
Take some drugs to kill this feeling
To take me away from this invulnerability
And offer me a synthetic healing
While rivers flow down my face
This illusion deepens for no reason
And as the moon I try so hard to replace
My pain has once again arisen.
Copyright © David Cardoso | Year Posted 2009
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