jueves, diciembre 23, 2004

Ausencia

I had been sleeping here, far from you...

You left from this place, but you stay inside me.

Why you had to be so strange?
Who teaches you not to feel...?

Why you cut me?
Why you left me with these blood, so black, so dense.

Why if I wasn’t yet a cadaver?

I can’t breath, I can’t see, I can’t be. Just feel,
Just feel that you leaved.



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