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5 de maio de 2013

Fragil

Do not fall in love with me.

You are made of paper and I like to play with matches.
Do not fall in love with me.
I’m a broken glass on the floor and you like to walk without shoes. 

You deserve someone who will stay.
Someone with
A windy hair
And a summer dress.
Someone whole.

Don't get addicted on loving me,
all you'll get it's a big hangover
that cheap pills won't cure.

I'm the kind of person who'll burst into tears when hugged,
who enjoys her pain like a smoker enjoy its cigarret at 3am
on the roof.

Don't fall in love with me.
I'll have no option that to hurt you.
Don't be a fighter.
Don't be the kind of man who's trying to prove to the world, 
and to himself that he's capable of fighting this battle. 
I will not fight back. But you will lose.
The disconection between my mind and my feelings is always set.
I'm always ready to leave, all packed up, bags in the truck, and a free spirit who doesn't belong here.

I don't belong anywhere.
But I keep searching.
Maybe one day, I'll stay.
As for now,
I'm filling up the tank,
And I'm gone long ago.

Alice

6 comentários:

  1. Quem não precisou de muito para gostar de ti5 de maio de 2013 às 15:11

    I already fell in love with you

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  2. Quem diz que culpa está em ti. E tem razão7 de maio de 2013 às 23:31

    Por seres como és. Simples, hein? <3

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  3. Talvez tenha sido um dos melhores pedacinhos de poesia que já li até hoje, tens uma voz única

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  4. Não vou entrar naqueles jogos de descobrir anónimos... Apenas agradeço as palavras :)

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  5. E Rita Marques, obrigada pelo que disseste!

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