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luis-montenegro
luis-montenegro
If only we could remember when we were one Floating particles wandering by Condensed in a space of heat we use to fly No fractures, just energy spiraling round If only we could remember when we were one Not fearing the darkness ‘cause we were light The freedom of change at the brink of time The meaning of one and all in a space to collide If only we could remember when we were one If we could remember when we were stars
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Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 11:38 PM UTC
Untitled
I say, come out here and smell the air just know the truth, it's no proverb we'll walk in the same direction an alliteration of great affection let's become someting else a new letter in the alphabet one not needed but sure to bet euphemisms to this bland world a hyperbole for us to hurl think and feel and get to see a portmanteau of you and me it may be a cacophony enjoying the sun in a balcony but in the end its all like this no order in front, below or above a sweet oxymoron individuals falling in love
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 7:36 PM UTC
Literary in love
It's gravity girl And you are the earth Orbiting around your hair Floating without despair It's not falling, you see Maneuvering through I'm approaching the zone Landing next to you It's gravity girl There's nothing left to do
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May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 12:27 AM UTC
Gravity
Life's not an about It is that Life's a "what" The places where you live and die We only sing for the good ones Sometimes for the bad plans But we forget about the grey times Places in between the lines The moment when the poles unite The window where the worlds collide A place where you run and hide The starting point, the initial pride No celebrations left to grind No grievances either put to high A resting land to ease your mind No expectations or thoughts rewined Learn to care for the one behind You may fall on your own back Run through places but leave a track Come on back, enjoy the sight You burn yourself with glory now But be polite and don't pollute We'll trust, no need to take a vow Go fly but bring your parachute
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May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 12:00 AM UTC
The grey times