just wondering so, of antithesis…


everything it’s in the speed,—
delirium as far as the sky,—
we are in antithesis the subjects
of a dirty simple game
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my shy eyes descend desirously…
but I breathe you in this urban decor
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she’s killing me,
she’s killing me, slowly…
she wants my heart,
she wants my heart,
from my chest;
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she’s so gracefully
among of bored crowd on the road
and seems a hidden dance, where
two strangers submissively dance
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my shy eyes descend desirously…
but I breathe you in this urban decor
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she’s killing me,
she’s killing me, slowly,—
she wants my heart,
she wants my heart from my chest;
she’s killing me,
she’s killing me, slowly,—
she rips my heart,
she rips my heart from my chest;
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burning on the asphalt and pulse the fire,
it burns, burns shockingly
burns too beautifully, the heart it burns,
it burns, I confess…
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she’s killing me slowly, slowly
she tears my heart, oh, yes,—
from the chest,
the bitten lips are trembling slightly
and gravity attacks me,
butterflies and warm vibration
on the asphalt
as if we’re walking barefoot
through the bed,
the fire sirens cannot stop us
and the time, the wretch,
ticks away in a hurried way…
she’s killing me, she’s killing me,
she’s killing me, she’s killing me, ya’…

Mihail

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