9 de febrero de 2015

i'll ruin you

you are too far
away
from my thoughts
but the smell
of your
beating blood
is underneath my skin

you went to
places
you shouldn't had been in
and you took pieces
you do not
own
and you made yourself
a space where
times does not passes
because i do not longer
own
those missing parts
and i can't
go on

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