How can a tear tell a story?
How many nights did i cry under my blanket?
I walked hiding my feet
I just wanted to desapperar into my own story
My words felt like chains around my neck
I used to act like everything was fine but i was that broken mirror, now i enjoy looking at myself because i’m smiling
I learned to smile looking at you.
love memories (24-03-95)
By Dubidubon
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