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Jimmy May 2013
found myself, lying on the emptiness of the city looking at the clouds, watching how the dark sky begins the show himself holding hands with the moon. And in the quietness of the city I lost myself in the immensity of the space and found myself floating near the stars.
So help me please. I don't know if I'm dreaming or have I just drank too much. I don't know if the colors I see, are they real or not. I don't know if this is the actual sound of silence I've been waiting for. I don't know if I'm dead, and if I'm dead, do I really enjoy it or should I go back to life? I don't know..
And as I look back the Earth seems to be falling down through a tunnel of meteorocks, so I struggle to make it there but then I feel like I'm drowning in this sea of darkness which froze me up and made me lose my mind.
After a while the Earth just stopped moving and so did I. I couldn't control this, the space is in total silence. Have I gone deaf? The moon just stared at me as if saying 'you are not here'. That's when I saw this hand holding me, taking me higher.
Jimmy May 2013
The soldiers are gone and I'm left alone. I'm lost in this big desert of lost souls. My feet are stucked and my troops are passing by with nothing to do to stop it. The darkness of the sky is beginning to arise and my soul is screaming for leaving.
My feet are beginning to move, but I got no place to go now. I'm a red eyed foreigner walking down the road the nowhere. The road where my memories are my weakest strength, and my only company. I have to use them to keep on going, and although I don't know where my path will take me, the faith for a reunion keeps my doobie lightened. I know I'll always find them above the clouds tripping in the highness of our soul.
Jimmy May 2013
People ask me if I believe in love at first sight, and I tell them that I don't. Many people can judge me but I don't believe in that. When I first saw you, your face immediately caused a smile on my face. I thought I can never get bored of watching your face. It was so full of joy, fun and beauty. Your eyes were so tiny like some little bubbles flushing down a big river of brightness. And yet showed confidence on you. Your lips just looked so cute and red as a shiny red apple. I was cautivated by your presence. And just when I thought you were perfect, I heard your beautiful, tiny voice and I was sure that you crossed the line of perfection. It wasn't love at first sight of course, but sure it was something at first sight. It was like if my heart was a prisoner in a wild forsaken cage with chains all around it, with no light to shine him in the mornings, no wings to fly with, and no rivers to flow. But at the moment your eyes stucked between mine, and your voice in my head, it all changed. Your smile magically opened that cage around my heart, and it felt like being on a big highway of joy which immediately turned my lips into a half moon shaped.
When our lips touched it was like a rainbow ride with balloons and goblins all around, it was a nice and tender ride.
Now I know what that thing was at first sight, it was you at first sight. A rainbow at first sight
Jimmy May 2013
The magic we had, has suddenly become an uncommon visitor to our lives. A tired stranger, who's sick of being around.
He has left, and has taken many things with him. He took the spark we had at first away. That spark which never seemed to leave your shining soul.
Feels like I'm lost in this ocean of despair. And every time you speak to me the waves carry me trying to get to solid ground. I can't make it to the ground, because I can't reach it alone.
It all ended in a blink of an eye.
One time I was holding your hand, and the next one I was holding our memories which slipped my mind and flew across the air where they got lost in the valley of hopeless dreams.
And the worst part is I don't even know what I did wrong. The road suddenly took a turn without me even seeing it. That sudden turn threw me away and I bounced many times breaking my thoughts and bleeding loneliness. Many scars were left by your kisses and your sweet words. Those words which now squeeze my heart and crack my ear

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