
I'm just a little woman, saying dreadful words. And whatever you may think, I won't tell you the truth. 'Cause truth is very obvious, at least to me. What I'm suppose to do now? How can I erase these feelings? I can't smile if I'm weeping in the inside. I can't say I'm fine, everything is perfect when truth is I'm falling apart. But what is perfection anyway? What means love now? Foolish games, dark paths. Madness and a blinded heart. A night that is falling, a journey that comes to the end. Stars that don't shine anymore. Will my fears pass away? Let the judges frown. And I don't understand, I can't think with this empty head. I'm surrounded in smoke. Last cigarette. Last eyes. Should I be feeling guilty? I swear that I want to be safe in your arms. I only want to sleep. But what can I see on the horizon? Ships have come to carry me home. And then... I won't be here anymore. You touched my soul, kissed my lips and I have shared your dreams, shared your bed. I have been addicted to you, I swear that's true. However, hope fades. Shadows out memory and time. A world that cries. What else I can say? You have break my spirit, you have take my dreams. And I still hold your hand in mine, I don't know why. Maybe 'cause I fuckin' love you. And so much. I swear that's true.
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Todo pasa Amélie. Sonríete cada día y regodéate con el hecho de estar viva -el tiempo también ayuda, eso sí, no te dejes nada dentro, dilo-.
Un beso.
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