sábado, 26 de fevereiro de 2022

Bandrui

 I could see your eyes in the shadows

and hear your voice through the breeze

something in my mind says I won't be hearing it for anytime sooner or glancing through those mirrors of me

wish I could spend the day just listening to the birds chirping

but they all flew away, maybe hiding from the storm

it was never warm in here but now it's so damn cold

I already regret it, i don't know why i showed someone something so frail but how was i supposed to know it was that damaged?

the sun is so high but still everything is silent, the breeze have stopped, the clouds are in my mind

I can't see a path and all is clear now. the trail is wrecked, your voice is long gone, and i am certainly lost.



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