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Spirits lift into the arms
Of a holder uncaring;
One who needn't worry
For you now are that matters.
Of a holder uncaring;
One who needn't worry
For you now are that matters.
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Escrtito #2 que te dedico.
Ya mi mente envenenada con tu persona ni siquiera puede recordar la razón del por qué estos sentimientos tan destructivos que siento por ti. Ni siquiera sé si tienen sentido mis palabras, cuando hablo de ti me siento como una loca enjaula. Mi locura es el amor que me provocas y mi jaula el deseo que no sacio. Me siento como una estúpida porque me tienes a tus pies y lo sabes, lo sabes porque mi actitud incontrolable te lo demostró. Hay algo que si recuerdo, aquel primer día de clases, aquel sol de 8am que encendía tu pelo color caramelo, aquella mirada profunda atrapada en el vidrio de tus lentes, las vuelta
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.|Fickle|.
“The wind blows gently
As feathers fall around me
A dove perhaps?”
Glassy eyes, filled to the brim
With pain and longing
She is…all alone?
A curious face
Not one I’ve seen before
Why is he crying?
Our paths differed
Twisting and turning
In seemingly the opposite direction
And so, we moved forward
One toward rejection
The other to infatuation
A blank face, small figure
And a heartless attitude
Surround her in shadows
An energetic demeanor
Infectious smile and lonely soul
Adorn him like a cloak
A gentle breeze catches her hair
As the forest around her
Teems with hidden life
And cautious eyes watc
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Adios
Son las seis de la mañana y el aire comienza a enfriar los cuerpos que se encuentran en el andén; apenas es verano pero el frío no perdona a los foráneos. Vapor sale de las ventanas que se encuentran junto al viejo reloj que hace mucho dejó de emitir el tic tac que anunciaba el próximo llegar de los convoyes. El concreto del edificio hace que las plataformas luzcan más frías y lúgubres de lo que deberían. Gris y noche hasta donde alcanza la vista. Los olores de la tierra empapada por la lluvia aún cuelgan en el aire esperando quien los acoja.
Las máquinas estáticas que esperan
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I love when somebody understands and shares my values. 
I was speaking with a friend today about relationships. We both agreed that love doesn't need to be shared until both parties are ready for it. Until then, a relationship should be more friend-based in order to get to know each other and develop love. After which, it depends on the couple - neither of us are big on the physical aspect, but from there, if it's agreed upon, then such shall be.
It's just nice to know I'm not alone on my opinion... ^-^
I was speaking with a friend today about relationships. We both agreed that love doesn't need to be shared until both parties are ready for it. Until then, a relationship should be more friend-based in order to get to know each other and develop love. After which, it depends on the couple - neither of us are big on the physical aspect, but from there, if it's agreed upon, then such shall be.It's just nice to know I'm not alone on my opinion... ^-^
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I agree with this, actually... It takes me time to have feelings. If you try to rush me into the romance too quick, I'll grow uninterested. But if we become great friends first, then the romance is more likely to happen c: