I'm tired of that game.
I'm tired of thinking.
And I want to say...
Don't get close to me.
Don't be happy to see me.
Don't touch my shoulder.
Don't look me in the eyes.
Don't accept me.
Don't reject me.
If you want to say something, keep it to yourself.
Don't think I'm unreachable.
Don't think I'll be there for you always.
Don't make me feel happy (or sad).
Don't mess with my mind.
Don't ask me if I want of your smoke.
Don't try to have smart conversations with me.
Don't make fun of what I feel.
Just stand there, in hold, static, in parsimony.
Why do you get so near me?
Why you're in denial?
Why do you smell so good?
Why do you smile at me?
Why do you play games?
Nevertheless, I can't help like you.
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2 voices:
i know what you mean...
i'm feeling down down,
i feel like i'm loosing myself..
i need to find me,
i need to find again that part of me.
bisses <3
Se parece al nombre de un perfume de L'BEL (Promocionando.. A HUEVO!)
Rêve Sensuelle... Sueño Sensual :O
Muy adoc ;)
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