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Happyvenus
Happyvenus
I have a pen in my pocket
A man of short words and infinite meanings. Mr. Mysterious. You disappeared from my life You came back more alive. I don't understand This game you want to hang Tell me, what do you want. Why you came back? Is this fellow has resentment from the past? You don't know me Neither do I We have one thing in common Your eyes can't lie.
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 4:42 PM UTC
To Mr. Mysterious
I wake up everyday with an urge that makes my heart run Gives me the energy to stand up. Im sorry Is not you neither him is it. I found real love in the corner of the street In the road while I drive In the smile of a kid In the songs that my radio plays In the mirror of my bathroom I found real love In the place I never went before In the moment I never thought In the song I never heard and in the person I never met before
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 12:31 AM UTC
I found me
One day you will make peace with yours demons, and the chaos in your heart will settle flat. And maybe for first time in your life, life will smile right back to you and welcome you home.
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 4:31 PM UTC
Stop worrying
How beautiful it is to live in a world where nothing lasts forever We must learn to fall in love with the inside us Only there, Every moment living, will be.. Every moment.. worth dying for.
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 4:27 PM UTC
The instant of a blink
The one thing that will always remind me of you is the ocean your  eyes are so blue that they look like water and how sad is it to say that every time I look those iris I try not to be true That a part of me is still thinking of you
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Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 5:24 PM UTC
Ocean blue
I'm ready to go home.. I open a bottle of wine, That I've been saving for a special occasion. I bought a package of smokes, I turn my favorite tunes I think I'm ready to start.. Opening boxes, Folding clothes. Sipping, smoking and singing Closing boxes. I'm almost ready to go outside.. Is dark and cold, The last one Sipping, smoking and singing Closing doors. I'm ready, I'm ready to go.
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Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 1:44 PM UTC
*I'm ready*
He is running for me While I'm chasing you I'll give him a chance He does what you don't do. Irony comes by I saw him today with a big smile And he remind me That the way he looks at me Is the way I used to look at you. Inexplainable bright that shines From his blue sea eyes He kisses me and he loves me too. He is running for me And I am chasing you, I'll give him a chance He likes me the way I like you He likes me not like you
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 6:16 PM UTC
Chance
The face you see standing in front of your door Doesn't want you anymore You steal her weekend nights You rewind the thoughts of her mind The face you see standing in front of your door Is not into it anymore It was question of time For her to realize That you where never down for her When the sun is about to rise Neither when the moon says goodbye The face you see standing infront of your door Is not waiting anymore
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC
Anymore
I know them very well, They hypnotize you with their powers of seduction The line between real and fantasy starts to blur…starts to blur. Dreams and nightmares warm,very shinny and clouds with rain The line between the real and fantasy is all an illusion of his game. Water is unclear don't know if its pure or if its poison drink it careful might be no cure Dreams and nightmares you'd better wake up The line between real and fantasy just turn the lights on and keep your mouth shut. Deep breath a quite suffocating might be count down cutting oxygen. The line between the real and fantasy 3,2,1.. what if its not the end
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 1:12 AM UTC
Wizards
Has been long that I didn't remember you. Creating fiction chords in my head of that old song we used to sing together. The piano leaving me with hair erections reminding me that pores exist. The bass taking place giving short detail and pressing my body slowly, gently and deeply into the couch. And the voice.. warm voice that is injecting ridiculous amounts of dopamine directly thru my brain, driving me to this stage of complete satisfaction. Feel granted to be the one who can spike chemical reactions from the inside of my being to the outside of my skin ..without a touch. Kid, what more ****** that could be?
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Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 3:32 PM UTC
******