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                 Time.

                                                   ''es que siempre me alejo de la gente que quiero''

                                                       intoxicados.

On cloudy nights, where the stars cry. I watched the minutes of sand pass in the clock of my life. When I couldn’t do anything, and you swept away my heart. In old mangroves, a thousand lilies crowned me. I wake to the abyss of abject times, where a colossal giant of thorns embraces me and explodes my mind before everyone (only you). The thorns were your name and my heart cries. It cries because I no longer have your love, or maybe I never had it, and it was all an illusion.

It rains in the time of my mind, it rains because I don’t know how I could lose you. I miss your voice in the corners of my mind. The stars no longer cry, now they vomit because I cry your name. I miss you, beautiful being who made me believe in love again, but I lost you, just like I lost time in my room.