Sunday, December 23, 2018

Why is it...

That I am in a place of fun
And all I do
Is thinking of you?
So many people around
So much fun and yet
The world is empty...
Because...just because...why cannot i look at someone else
And just...no. Is not the same...
That is not me... And that is not you.

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Como dijo aquella poeta...

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