The gap urges.
Coldness reigns.
A new dawn emerges.
Stars fade for some of us.
We fade everyday facing each other.
Warmth is found only on one’s deepest desires.
Stars bulge.
We rise to become them.
My realm is cold.
I yearn for warmth.
Taking action seems so grim.
Don’t mean to warm up any subjects.
There’s no allure to being a fool, so I don’t live.
Despite my will, my sphere is glacial, my walls are high and I’m impenetrable.
Coldness reigns.
A new dawn emerges.
Stars fade for some of us.
We fade everyday facing each other.
Warmth is found only on one’s deepest desires.
Stars bulge.
We rise to become them.
My realm is cold.
I yearn for warmth.
Taking action seems so grim.
Don’t mean to warm up any subjects.
There’s no allure to being a fool, so I don’t live.
Despite my will, my sphere is glacial, my walls are high and I’m impenetrable.
posted by Nelson Pereira at 15:33
1 Comments:
They say that the truth can be bitter, but eyecandy would discribe the sight of you.
Only if I could touch your soul, only if I knew ur personality matched ur beauty.
Only if I had a chance to read you that scripture that says he who findeth a wife findeth a good thing and, you feel in love with me.
Only if those words meant anything to you, Id have you, but the truth is I dont.
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