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My heart hurts

My chest is hurting when I breath, when I think of all the things I have been deprived of in my childhood. All the things I have missed in my life because you didn't loved me as I should have been.
You didn't care about my pain while growing up, the false promises fairytales were making for girls like me.
You made me vulnerable to pain and broken dreams, you broke my dreams!
No matter what you will do from now on, you will never take back the pain and offer me the memories and strength I once needed.


I hope I never become you!

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The last light

The last thing she said to him was a name, a name for the light.
She vanished into the darkness, leaving him alone in the last gasp of light.
There is no air in the other side, no time and no memory.
How can you search for yourself when you don't have a taste of your own irony!?

The presence he once felt was lost in the place of no name.
Where the light has no game.
No storm to clean up after he is gone.
Where the tears are for no one.


Stay

"As I am shaking under the idea of you loving me still, after all this time that we have been away from each other, I am trying to light up my cigarette and forget about you, like I did so many times.
I try to keep all the emotions away, but they are deep into my existence, in my blood, in my dreams and they define me as I am. My shadow of a person, small and unfulfilled, in pain and lost!"



Have I lost you?

Was it a little sparkle in your eyes that I saw on the last day?
Your mask was not hiding what your body language was speaking.
I ask myself if you miss the old me as much as I miss the old you, the old memories that seem so new and alive.
Have you missed me since you last saw me? Have you read my lips?


Have I lost you?