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Asi hablo su MajestadNo, no, no. No te atrevas a suplicar más. No te atrevas a decir que así es como debe ser. No te atrevas a decir que en todos el amor es natural.
Todos los días me lo repites, todos los días me lo imploras, todos los días quieres amar. ¿Qué no recuerdas que tú no eres de mi propiedad? ¿Qué no recuerdas que eres parte de mi imaginación? ¿Qué no recuerdas que tu nombre es diferente al mío?
Estás aquí porque lo necesito, respiras porque me place, piensas porque me conviene. Estás ya consciente de qué soy, quién es mi padre y a qué he venido. Sabes bien que somos uno y mil a la vez, pero no quieres aceptar lo que eso conlleva. Tienes padres, tienes hermanos, pero no tienes a quién amar. No te puedo dejar amar. Yo no sé amar, ¿por qué habrías tú de poder?
Por favor, deja de exigirme lo que no puedo darte. Deja de pedirme algo que no sé dónde encontrar. T
Dear YouDear you,
When we met you were friend or brother, lover or maybe daughter? No matter, actually, as our time has already gone by and we are yet to meet again. Maybe. I know not. I've decided to come back. I ignore the purpose.
As always, I've been singled out. First, as the child of an impossible birth. Second, for seeing shadows of another world. Thirdly, they look for me. Lastly, I become part of the game.
Some people can't keep their eyes off me. It's not my looks but my inner presence which holds their attention. Those who are... wiser, perhaps? Do not dare to look into my eyes. Can they really see what lurks inside? You knew me. Did you ever discover my chest of dark wonders? Better yet, do you know if I ever loved someone, something?
I don't remember doing so. Then again, I am in fact loving something. I love Love itself, though I ignore its powers when it is shared. Did I love you? Probably, since you are in my mind without a face or name. I would like to remember old friends. Is
Dreams of realityA pair of eyes;
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these pair of eyes,
Open to stare through the lights again.
Is this reality?
Can reality be so real?
Time passes by, as the eyes keep staring;
Staring at the distant lights;
Staring beyond the distant skies.
What do they see?
What do they long?
What do they desire?
Then the skies will break down;
White lightning striking the dreamy clouds.
Moments will tur
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