You don't see me, you don't want to.
My body shakes,
My soul trumble.
Every time I hear the sound of your voice.
Like a Thunder it incinerates the tree that is my life,
And like Fire it consumes me until ashes.
When you run,
When you dance,
You make me be swallowed by the Earth
With the huge earthquake you make with your beat.
You left me fly in this Air of freedom and enjoyment.
But then,
You looked at me,
With anger in your eyes,
(Your beautiful eyes...)
And made me drown in this enraged Water of your look,
Like a boat in the enraged seastorm.
Now You left me in this sea,
This forest,
This cloudy sky,
This bloody hell of confusion,
Without knowing what I've done to leave you so mad,
So enraged,
That You don't even want to hear about me.
I miss You,
I miss those awsome moments we spent together.
14.2.09
6 comentários:
Mesmo :/ tenho que me dedicar a historia, este fim de semana vou começar ;)
16? Ai que bom! quem me dera :o tenho que marrar eu sei ;)
ahahahah :]
És tão mentirosa :O Não sou nada :/
Gosto do poema*
Pois, mas o meu problema é que não sou lá muito boa a expressar-me ahaha por isso é que a minha "palha" nos testes nunca é grande coisa ;p mas obrigada pelas dicas a serio :]
AH!, gosto dos poemas :D
thanks x)
E pronto... --
promto o k? ^o)
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