At the time that she had to be held there was no one there to hold her. She was and is alone. It´s too late. She´s lost. Lost in life.
The devil was burning her soul and her body. She is weak. She is a women. Still growing and learning things about life. The world is a wild world. She has needs and needs care. She needs to have someone by her side. Daily. She was alone, hungry, angry and desperate. Whoever come in, no matter who, would have some. Some starving creature, like she was. Like she is. Like every woman. Every human being. The temptation was and is stronger than her. She fell. Due to substances and the devils´s fireworks. She went down. It was visible and without any doubt it was clear.
She went down butt she´s smiling. She´s under the influences and she likes to be. She´s under influences and it will take some time to recover.
After the crime, she hides herself. She gets out of the running trails. She says nothing. Then she appears from nowhere with sand in her sandals and with a cheap story on her social media.
Who doesn't like something that makes you crawl, scratch the walls, moan, shake, scream and jump to the other side of the walls?
Who does not like to have a little bit of everything that is part of fun, adventure and a glass of wine.
The viagra is in the drawer.
Half an hour later it start to make effect. On and on.
It stays outside walls.
The garage. Yeah, here.
Too 👽 and too stoned to celebrate something. To feel and to remember what might have happened or not.
I´m sure that the oil was a bomb shell to the brain. Voilá. It was visible.
Are you here or not? oEYESo
I think that now you are definitely here.
G - Where would you like to tattoo my name on your skin.
E - PY
G - Thank you. I would love it if my name was in such a luxurious place.
Please, in a place where i can lay, touch, feel you and rest in peace.
E - I like you, I want you and i want what you want.
G - My Stories?
E - Yes. Stories like those that you write, say and do.
What am I doing here and not there with her?
She knows who you are today. She knows something.
Well, I know who I am today and the reasons why.
I´m trying to understand her and to understand myself. What we are, what we write, say, do and why. And things seem to be so easy to say, to explain. If there´s anything to explain. But i´m sure there´s a lot to do for me to be who i really am. To be myself. Who I was and who I am. I know what I want to be and what I want to do. To do. But to do the fucking things I need the fucking tools. And I fucking dont have it. It have been the fucking thing that´s keeping me here for so long.
From my side things seem to be simple and clear. I know who I was, who I´m being today and who I can be and do tomorrow. On her side, things are a little more, not complicated, but a more delicate subject. I´ve being slapping her. The truthful true. Well, she needs to be slapped in her lovely. She is a delicate subject and she has to be treated as such. But for that I have to be with her. If she wants to. I´m sure that things will be different. I'll be different. A little bit different from what I'm being today for her. I´ve been a love for her and at the same time i´ve been slapping her lovely. Why? Well, I think she has with her some of the answers that can give the answers to the questions.
If i ever present something to you, an excuse me for loving you and being slapping your lovely. I´ll do it personally. Not here.
My missteps and grammatical errors with you.
Between two walls there´s a door.
In the middle
A Door You Eva
Between two worlds
You & I
We´ll colide
Presentation - We´re about to get started? Take 4 Action.
You are going to run a marathon in the next few days.
Three days ago you hide yourself inside a mrrors box.
All this and something else that´s not yet out of the closet it´s the true and only butt the true. It´s what come to tone.
G - E you tell me.
You there, me here.
This is a beautiful piece of shit.
MERDA
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