terça-feira, 10 de setembro de 2019

the path peace :


can you get the picture in my mind? fading to black and white. 

in war paths, i came along to crush on you. 
in peaceful days, i have figured out you bring on your strong arms an hurricane.
in the spring time, i have noticed you have seen me.
in the winter time, doubt was in our minds.
in the autumn time, nothing of this was real.
in the summer time, i might try to love you. 
the speed is almost killing me of pleasure.
the breaks are keeping me alive though.
the dreams have your voice screaming loud.
the nightmares are having you whispering.
looking around, and going round.
stay out, but come in without key too.
jealously lost.
proudly found. 

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