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Pices of infinity

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old soul,

lost between chords of blues

forgotten between mountains

of concrete and glass

more whole than all the new souls

looking at each other

in the window.

old soul,

dreaming at proms and letters,

lost between carelessness

and technology.

old soul,

forgotten behind

by another nation of souls;

its own colony

that was destroyed by the era

called shallow

with the same name.

dreaming of waltzes and dinners,

the smell of old book,

tied in leather

and scent of September

and rain and

moist soil

and dead leaves.

but you, old soul,

how come you resist

between so much new and carelessness? How come

you haven't choked yet,

between mountains of concrete?

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~ Blue ~ do not forget me like u forgoten all your ex-es because i am prezent and i breathe through you and we coexist for too long so that we can break away now from each other. do not forget my touch because in this i put all my love. do not forget my look, with it i adored you ages in a row. do not forget my taste on your lips and my lips burned from longing on your hot skin. do not trow away the moments when we chaotic loved like two kids forgoten by the world, when the only witnesses was the blue sky and that flower with a weird name wearing the color of your eyes. we are born ephemeral alone in this world lost kids, forgoten by Peter Pan himself. togeter we touched the eternity buildin a kingdom just from love forgoted about the world but not about each other. i hold your hand today more closely than ever and i beg you do not forget me like that flower with a weird name forget me not. ~ *** ~ ~ In your absence ~ I feel the wind trembling between my ribs and the void swallowing me completely, I only wanted from you time, one hour, two on the clock, to feel you on my lips together with a sip of red wine, and some subtle chords of Sinatra. I feel between the ribs-an empty space; I didn't thinked the wine would taste differently and that Sinatra would feel different in your absence. but I'm here and now I see and feel wind between my ribs; one hour seems too little and my lips are burned.

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