What is being loved? ... you asked me one day ....
"Loving without being loved"
Ita
Mex .
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I find your thoughts
voice who travel like you
who betrayed you and set you can imagine my
.
voice who travel like you
who betrayed you and set you can imagine my
.
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I feel your hands
the feeling of a caress
the comfort of a warm embrace
showing the love that challenge you
.
I feel your hands
the feeling of a caress
the comfort of a warm embrace
showing the love that challenge you
.
.
But tonight
no voice or thoughts that I reflect
not even think I can imagine
then, There is nothing to say
no voice or thoughts that I reflect
not even think I can imagine
then, There is nothing to say
.
. Nor is there
hands or touch or a hug
softly because it is obvious and sensible
than you, do not feel love
.
hands or touch or a hug
softly because it is obvious and sensible
than you, do not feel love
.
.
II
The brightness of your soul, that resembled a
sun turns into black clouds that are undermining
my peace.
sun turns into black clouds that are undermining
my peace.
.
I have become customary
feel this day was hot dolorcito
where
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I have become customary
feel this day was hot dolorcito
where
.
.
worst thing is that I miss
in exchange for a few smiles
almost no light
.
worst thing is that I miss
in exchange for a few smiles
almost no light
.
.
undermines my spirit is smiling constantly updated
always crying to the moon
.
undermines my spirit is smiling constantly updated
always crying to the moon
.
.
Because if I think of love as I am convinced
almost no pain, it is not
Because if I think of love as I am convinced
almost no pain, it is not
.
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III
Today, instead
the tears came the inspiration to reign
but he did not
pain.
the tears came the inspiration to reign
but he did not
pain.
.
The pain of your absence this
of your presence in your far distant
of your presence in your far distant
want.
.
I caught the diva that inspired
without looking like the painful perch
without looking like the painful perch
phrases.
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What I had not wanted to get
has been hit,
builds up and explodes
.
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deacon in a game of words
nice ideas that enciarran
lived pain.
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