jueves, 2 de mayo de 2013


I won’t cry when you die,
When you drift into the darkness:
No tears, no wails
Just stone-cold silence.

I won’t scream if you hurt me,
Be it with steel or words:
No blood, no shivers
Just the whimper of a heart unheard.

But seeing you in his arms,
Thinking of you with him:
Searing pain, mindless wrath
A tearing nightmare, a burning dream.

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Anónimo dijo...

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