lunes, 6 de junio de 2016

-.. . -. .. ... .

you have come
posing like a star,
with a voice so sweet,
but your lips were a storm
and you, a war

and those you can survive
but you can never be the same
afterwards

but at the end
when everything has faded
i will know
there was a point in time
although rather short
where we made each other smile.

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