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Rios May 2020
Free! Free! Free!
Free me from this sorcery!

A voice inside me
Is now all i can be

I was once free
Like a bird in a tree

Now i am caged
I can never go flee

Oh my Julio love
Someone got me

A beast in heart
Twice a beast from outside

I know in my heart we bind
Find me cause
I am trap in my own mind
-PRINCESS CONSUELA
Rios May 2020
What is this enchantment
An enchanted Love

Try to break free
Of that undying Love

Horses and ruins
Im with my whole life

What is the potion
To stop those felt lies

Im no one
But still
Im the one who you loved

Ill try to save you
Even it'll cost my whole life

Princess Consuela
Just wait i will come

Here is Julio Garret,
Will free you
From that odd, brute man
-JULIO GARRET
Rios May 2020
Drip drip drip
Falling into the glass's space
Filling up bodies with it's very strong taste
Washing everyone's physical state

Perhaps not only it

Could drain one's mental state
Forgetting problems all of a sudden
Is it's very fine effect

Feeling like all of things float
Numbing all the aches we loath
What a water like this exist

A kind that I'm forbidden to drink
Rios May 2020
All red
All vengeance

All hatred
All misery

It keeps the flame
In color and character

But you stared
With your ocean eyes

Calming the beast inside me
Now's a new chapter

A red from blue
An anger from love
A blue flame, born from with-in
Rios May 2020
....I could hold your hands
Hug you
Have conversations with you

....I could go out with you
Kiss you
Have amazing moments with you

....Those are the things we can do and
....I can thank the stars for it
Rios Apr 2020
Have i ever written a message
With much doubts and erases?
Yes i have.
The feeling of thinking in advance
To what impacts it might give
Thoughts unwinded
In a midst of expressing something
Like writing one step forward with 2 steps backward
Fearing every verses
Clearing every noise
Just to concentrate
In making the right note
And right tone
To impress
To express
To channel
Every thoughts that you thought reached perfection
In the end
You composed
The imperfectly message
After a hundred and 3 scratches
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