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Drunken and sleepy,
but not tired enough to fall into oblivion.
Waking is the deepest pain, it cuts and hurts,
because I long for your body next to mine.
I hate feeling so alone,
I’d like to have the privilege to love you,
to give you everything I can.

I don’t want to sleep,
I don’t want to live another empty day.
Where’s the adventure? Where’s the wanderlust?
Around the world looking for myself.
What am I?
I am a man, I am gay and I’m stronger than before.
This love cuts, I want to be your life support,
but all I get is silence.

Your smile is a memory now,
a figure walking on the street when I drove away,
knowing that probably that would have been our last kiss.
Give me the chance to kiss you once again.
The sky is dawning,
and I’m loitering. I just think about your smile,
and my mind takes flight.

I wonder, if you think of me sometimes.
Oh I’m such a fool to dream so big after such a small time,
I’m not the best into self-control.
Hug me, kiss me don’t give up on me.
Let our lips meet again, our hands crook into each other,
speak to me.
Will you be the light on my path?
I just lay here waiting for an answer,
in the warm dawn of the new day.

Dazed awakening,
the first thought is you,
defending the purity of the night under this pouring rain,
but all I grab is nothingness, not even a trace.
Maybe I’m just not enough, for you,
Maybe you got scared, by me,
Everything is possible,
but I get nothing at all.
And in a desperate moment of pleasure,
I was crazy enough to think you’d have loved me too.

I cannot smile anymore,
I cannot search for someone else right now,
my senses fail, because all I want to hold and see and speak to, is you.
Foolish love, damned heart.
Why do you crumble down so easily?
I am calm on the surface,
but deep down, I’m screaming.

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CALM ——————

——————– SCREAM

AAAAAAAAH!

This pain I’m feeling in my soul, the chance I won’t have with you.
I’m forcing myself to think positive,
to convince myself that you’ll return to me,
that you will contact me once again,
that you won’t forget me.

I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I HAVE TO SEE YOU AGAIN,
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN,
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN,
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN,
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN
I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN

But in the morning, while I hear the rain falling down, is your quick appearance in my life that I miss the most.
I don’t want this prophecy to come true,
I will keep on repeating those nice words to me,
an hypnotic moaning.
The voice that won’t ever return.
I’m stronger than before. I’m stronger than before.

I will see you again.
And however, independently from what will happen,
I will never forget you,
I will always dream to have you near me,
I will always be waiting for you.

But since this target looks useless, as I cannot control your mind,
all I can do is to breathe, recall the touch of your hands,
enjoy this memory, knowing that it was perfect,
pure and absolute.
I touched perfection and nirvana, with you.
This was real, absolutely real,
and that’s the only truth, the only thing I can rely on.
I will see you again.

Sources

People like me find it easy,

naked to see,

walking on air in the warm breeze of the first real day of spring,

as the pen runs faster as my thoughts.

Desperation takes hold,

and the strange taste in my mouth too.

Glass.

He walks slowly till departure.

Heart still, your heart’s still anytime.

A shot, right where it hurts the most.

A wound created by my own actions.

The so-long-longed freedom

stings as the sharpest weapon.

Again stuck in the same old pain.

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No I don’t know just why,

which way to turn,

to reach this point and retreat back again.

Roads soaked up by the burning sun.

White lines on my chest.

The suffering I created, the fault I feel.

Freedom costs souls.

A pulse, an empty drum.

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