segunda-feira, 9 de novembro de 2015

it's all pastel

today I wanna stay alone
go to the park, read my book
it's cold here, where are you?
I am looking to the sky, it's blue
some birds are singing
where are you?
i wish i could just explode
turn into dust
and that you could come with me
through this intergalatical trip
we could build a fort
made of blankets and pillows
lying in the dark room
listening to some soft songs
just me and you

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