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- dreamsasreality
- 8. Juni 2017
- 1 Min. Lesezeit
03.06.2017
To be inspired, To deny I hear you say no to my requests. Wanting you, refusing you. Waking up with beauty that challenges the eye, Going to bed undigested, undone, to be in 8 arms sleeping.
Feeling alone, talking to people. Greedy for experiences, To move between empty spaces, to miss you and not to miss.
No longer staying up all night, To have you on my lips. To work for myself, for no one to reach out. Detached, from another world, without grace, You stalking me,
Beauty.
