There it goes another Star...
black and blue guy wandering
without a future in his hands.
There it goes another tear
another smile which may be wasted or not...
Nobody knows other hearts,
They dont know other's thoughts.
There...
that one: I think it was me.
It goes away too.
Wish I could talk to me
I could listen to me yielling:
DontgivesomuchdontgivesomucH!
Wish I could shut to be heard in the past.
There It goes now,
not empty but waiting to be filled.
1 comment:
La verdad mi nivel de inglés no da la talla para poder comentarte el poema, solo puedo decirte que es sonoro.Vengo a devolverte la visita ¿donde está el cafe?Ánimo.
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