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Stars, hide your fires :Let not light see my black and deep desires…
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ahmlas-blog · 3 years ago
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No siento nada, y tengo que agradecerte a ti, por ser la persona más miserable que me a tocado el alma.
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ahmlas-blog · 3 years ago
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I wanna be yours :(
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ahmlas-blog · 3 years ago
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Me duele pensar si nuestro amor murió; me duele ver que en mi sigue vivo... pero en ti parece que ya murió.
J~hans
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ahmlas-blog · 3 years ago
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para cualquier estado de ánimo, música
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ahmlas-blog · 3 years ago
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Los besos,
las palabras que te dije con la piel,
abrazarme a tu existencia
y sentir que estabas cerca.
Que acompañaras mi verdad,
la materia de mi pecho;
es ese lenguaje,
uno que viene sin hablarse,
uno que baila incluso entre silencios,
uno que dice más
cuando se está sintiendo.
Erchomai
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ahmlas-blog · 3 years ago
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Internamente estoy con la negro y externándote como la de rosa
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ahmlas-blog · 3 years ago
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ig: absurdamelancolia
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ahmlas-blog · 3 years ago
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Pinterest
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ahmlas-blog · 3 years ago
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Spoiler: deja de doler, pero nunca vuelve a ser lo mismo.
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elle perrucci
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ahmlas-blog · 3 years ago
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But it hurts thinking about you holding, kissing, hugging, laughing, looking, touching her the way you did with me…
God, it hurts, it hurts so bad I don’t even know what to do. I’m thinking on getting your birth year tattooed on my hands, I remember how much you used to loved them… You were the only one I felt comfortable holding hands with and now… I just can’t, I try to force it but it doesn’t fits the way your hand did with mine…
The only thing that keeps me “happy” is knowing you’ll be part of my life forever. At least that’s what I think and hope.
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