UntitledIt dazzles my mind when i hear those things, maybe they confuse me, or dash my beliefs, Now i know it was not always unhappy motifs.Untitled
Paris! The restaurant by the Montparnasse, He was the chef and she was the hostess, And what about Amsterdam and Monte Carlo!
Why have i never known the happiness that was? Now it no longer matters, that's because. Moving on and dividing lives,
One is bitter and one survives.
And now? I'm gladful for my age, Because now i can move on and move away, No more drunken nostalgia thrown my way.
I can live my own
SanremoLemon sorbet in hand, and smiling faces. Lush beauties of the Italian Riviera. Daydreams under Gucci glasses, and sand in between my toes.Sanremo
Drinking watermelons at dawn, before wandering Matuzia. Smelling the citrus' perfume, and gazing at the violets.
I never want to leave.
Identity CrisisIt does not do to slur like that, Breathless and as sticky as a sugary tart. Less hand grenade more land mine in Cambodia. Electric pulses shoot from your mouth.Identity Crisis
It gets more difficult to dodge them when they seep through my skin without notice. Your roots are soaked in the poison that transubstantiates you.
I must go, I know, I must go. I have never been scared of you, Lord, I still love you, loved you from the moment I first screamed.
Multiple choices on paper stacked on your bedside table Do you love me? Do you hate me? Do you lik
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