Sensitivity
I hide behind false identities
So pain can't find me,
sat on the sofa ravaged by dreams
reading in the light of the candle of happiness.
Wrapped my bare shoulders wet with tears,
With a blanket of warm cotton happiness.
So much happiness is in my soul!
You wait for me at the entrance of a
well-prepared future,
falling to my knees
With three roses in hand
looking at me, reading in my eyes a destiny
embracing me
with a touch of the sensitivity of my thoughts.
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