The unknown
When it was the last…
The last time your cry…
Captivated by something…
Electrifyingly beautiful…
That made stop your word…
And be hardly impossible…
To remember your own…
Where u was & what for…
When it was the last…
The last time you believe…
That there was nothing more…
Cause you already sawed it all…
And you found out yourself…
Feeling indescribable as home…
In an undiscovered island…
That you did pass by before…
Why it does not last forever…
And is so hard to get it all…
Why can’t I capture it finally…
And be available at my whim…
Why keep always leaving me…
And this desire for more grows…
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Disfruta la ultima semana de vacaciones Zoe!
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El que piensa vive una comedia, el que siente vive una tragedia.
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Common sense is not so common (Voltaire).
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Common sense is not so common (Voltaire).
Thanks...
I've hide the rest...
Perque is crazi!!! haha.
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Exacto! "Dame vida"...
Buen punto my friend!
Lindas palabras las tuyas...
Tenerte aca un placer...
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Hi
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