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 Jul 2014 Adrien
naomivdwoodsen
Un asiento vacío, a mi vera.
Aún así él recorre toda la habitación.

Será mi cara,
apenas maquillada.
Será mi pelo,
no se qué me pasa...

Esta inapetencia
de buscar algo en mi que alguien pueda querer

Sin embargo la tristeza es la única que me quiere acompañar
y yo, que creí que te ibas a quedar...
que creí que no me ibas a dejar...
 Jul 2014 Adrien
Timmy Shanti
Toxicity of feelings
Is real hard to describe.
I've got you under my skin,
My blood has your name inscribed.

I'm lost and forgotten
Without you.
I'm ****** and bewildered
With you.

There isn't a thing
To be done about it -
Our life is original sin.

26-01-2013
 Jul 2014 Adrien
Timmy Shanti
Words
 Jul 2014 Adrien
Timmy Shanti
Getting the words right is never easy. Not in the slightest. And don't think that this only pertains to lay people - politicians, artists, journos, writers, you name it, find it hard most of the time. Even if it seems they're getting theirs right, talking the talk, spinning a story, telling tales, saying things - well, they're just bullshitting. You and themselves. For not a single person in the world at any given moment knows exactly what they are about to say, what should be said - or rather, left out, which is more important. Once you've opened your mouth and let the words slip, they're gone, living a life of their own. Out there to haunt you.
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