by Aimeé Caballero

She's broken glass,
she's uncontrollable fire,
she's the coldest night,
she looks like everything you want.
She's lost, I know,
she's scared of happiness,
that's something she barely knows,and confidence... something she's never own.
I love the bluish silver of her eyes,
and her delicate movements when she's high, she's cristal, apparently stone,
she's used to be alone.
There are voices shouting in her mind,
with every echo her knees go weak,
she's been ice for so many time,
but it's her moment to sink.
she's never felt loved,
she's been fighting for so long,
she's a shattered soul,
but she's beautiful like dawn.
when she's happy she cries,
when she's desperate she cries,
she won't let you see, anytime.
she's fucked up, she knows,
I deserve nothing, she said,
she hasn't really ate,
actually, it's been only drugs.
she's going crazy,
she's trying but she's tired,
she's burnin' although she's fire,
and everything's coming to suicide.
3 comentarios:
your eyes shine like the sun,
your smile shine like the moon,
your skin is soft like the cotton,
thanks God you're all mine!
If I were superman
I'll take you flying,
but I'm not so
I'll go by you walking
birds sing, the wind moves around, bees hive an my heart
The color of your eyes are like a bright star at dusk
Want your eyes to see you are my sunset every evening
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