Posted 2 days ago

Don’t let me dark in your door
It’s not what I came here for
No it’s not what I came here for

And I won’t hear you cry when I’m gone
I won’t know if I’m doing you wrong
I’ll never know if I’m doing you wrong

A constant reminder of where I can find her
A light that might give up the way
Is all that I’m asking, for without her I’m lost
Oh my love, don’t fade away

So watch the world tear us apart
A stoic mind and a bleeding heart
You’ll never see my bleeding heart

And your lights always shining on
And I’ve been traveling oh so long
I’ve been traveling oh so long

A constant reminder of where I can find her
A light that might give up the way
Is all that I’m asking, for without her I’m lost
Oh my love, don’t fade away

Oh my love, don’t fade away.

Posted 2 days ago
Posted 2 days ago

Cold is the water after a Tsunami.

Posted 3 days ago
Posted 3 days ago
.. Te ajudo a decorar os teus dias.
Posted 5 days ago
O buraco no meu coração é agora tão grande que qualquer flecha passa reto.

Sobre flechas

 

Posted 1 week ago
Na primeira noite eles se aproximam
e roubam uma flor
do nosso jardim.
E não dizemos nada.
Na segunda noite, já não se escondem:
pisam as flores,
matam nosso cão,
e não dizemos nada.
Até que um dia,
o mais frágil deles
entra sozinho em nossa casa,
rouba-nos a luz e,
conhecendo nosso medo,
arranca-nos a voz da garganta.
E já não podemos dizer nada.
No caminho com Maiakovski.
Posted 1 week ago

It came to the end it seems you had heard
As we walked the city streets
You never said a word
When we finally sat down
Your eyes were full of spite
I was desperate, I was weak
I could not put up a fight

But where are you now?
Where are you now?
Do you ever think of me
In the quiet, in the crowd?

You were strangely less in pain
Than you were cold.
Triumphant in your mind
Of the logic that you hold
You said no one would ever know
The love that we had shared.
As I took my leave to go
It was clear you didn’t care

And I hear of your coming and your going in the town

I hear stories of your smile

I hear stories of your frown

And the darkness can descend
We can relish all the pain
But I know that’s what you love
Cause you know I love the same.

Oh, where are you now?


Posted 1 week ago

E eu ouço da tua vinda e sua ida pela cidade.
Eu ouço histórias do seu sorriso.
Eu ouço histórias do seu olhar triste.

- Kansas City, Missouri

Posted 1 week ago

Mavi, João Vinicius, Maria Julia and you pretty and pregnant.

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