as i grow my waist line
and tiredness yawns
over all the to-do's
and the days going by
add infinites of idontgiveashit
one thing i know for sure
this lover i did not kiss
this embrace i could not reach
this charm in that unbreakable mirror
will be the only story
i'll believe to have lived
and in the stupor of the decadents
i will be smiling
i
me
as he would have seen me
if it could have been
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 5:37 PM UTC
as i grow my waist line
and tiredness yawns
over all the to-do's
and the days going by
add infinites of idontgiveashit
one thing i know for sure
this lover i did not kiss
this embrace i could not reach
this charm in that unbreakable mirror
will be the only story
i'll believe to have lived
and in the stupor of the decadents
i will be smiling
i
me
as he would have seen me
if it could have been
2.3.2015
