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Bitter(sweet) memories

It’s a dream sweetie
It’s your own sweet pain
I know you hold it very still
It drives you madly insane!

Deep inside
You buried her alive
Crawling over the floor
She wants always more…
More!
More!
More!
Fuck those demons
And again the scored!

The ghosts of living-dead memories
Scratch my back in my sleep
They keep showing,
They keep calling,
They keep screaming as I breathe!

My eyes wide opened
Try to see beyond the line
As my body become dust
As my blood become wine!

When I wake up
I’m still not me…
As you can notice,
As you can see…

I’m holding you still
I just can’t let go
After all I love you,
And that’s all I really know…

Even if I say no
I’m sure you’ll hold me tight
When the monsters come out
You’ll protect me at night…

At least I try to believe
In the words my mouth keeps saying
At least I try to remember
The silly looks of tender…

2 comentários:

David Matos disse...

I really like it O: fuckin' awesome post!!!

Anónimo disse...

Tá bué lindo, something call me, the guy who watches you at night (Isaque) ^_^
jk xDD