" And I can't face the evening straight
And you can't offer me escape
Houses live and houses speak
If you take me there you'll get relief
Believe, believe, believe, believe..." - (Radiohed)
It is dark. The only thing I can see is your shadow in my memory.
It is your smile that makes me scream.
And your bright eyes that make me swim in my solitude.
All I have in my hands is that broken glass with the last drop of that cheap wine mixed with my feeling of sorrow.
I ask myself where you are and I realized that you have never existed.
You are such an invention of a drunk poet that makes believe that you could bring me a cup of tea with strawberries in a grey winter morning.
E. Alvarez
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I see no shit. I see creation and attitude and a bit o solitude that can be part of us or just a companion for a Sunday afternoon. Bom ver vc criando e ampliando seus textos.
Bjs da sua amiga.
Letícia.
"You are such an invention of a drunk poet."
(Eveline)
Lovely and harmful quote.
Adorei...
i want more of yr broken dreams,
more of that vwine
thatºs never gone
I want more that something like broken dreams. I wanna just something (or someone) who could be here, not for ever, but all the time where things don´t be right.
Just this. Not like a invention of a drunk poet.
Take care of yourself.
It´s not so dark. It´s not so cold.
Look inside you! Is a sun? Is a butterfly?
Look at you: a forgotten summer smile, behind a unhappy atmosphere.
Take care. Take is easy...
Eu ainda traduzo estas palavras!
Sim, sim...
Beijos, querida!
Germano
Passing by some blogs of people I know,I arrived here.Poets really have the "power" to create anything.If they are drunk,things can be much more dangerous.But living withou danger is not living at all...
;)
aff... vou respirar ali, já volto.
caramba amei suas musicass mt boass
=**
bejo boa semana
Such an invetion that brings you a cup of reallity. That was for all of us, full of true inventions and always waiting for cups of tea.. with or without strawberry.
Adorei aqui. Seu blog é grande, estou te adicionando.
Camilla Tebet
www.essepapo.nafoto.net
Tô sentindo falta de texto novo!
Aparece...
Querida Eveline, além do www.essepapo.nafoto.net, criei um outro espaço, aqui mesmo no seu bairro, é o http://essepapotambem.blogspot.com.
Passa lá pra visitar minha estréia quando der tempo. Um beijo
Camilla
Querida Eveline, além do www.essepapo.nafoto.net, criei um outro espaço, aqui mesmo no seu bairro, é o http://essepapotambem.blogspot.com.
Passa lá pra visitar minha estréia quando der tempo. Um beijo
Camilla
the dark is a place full of happiness...
im search for this place..
o que eu estava procurando, obrigado
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