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REGRESA/ RETURN

Ya es que no sé si hablamos un idioma diferente o es el mismo y tú no quieres entender por estar vagando ahí por las autopistas de la tinieblas. Al mismo tiempo yo doy golpes con mis pies, porque quieren encontrar tus pisadas, pero nada. Yo sigo tus huellas y sin éxito, sin pistas.
Solicito tu amor con humillación y no sé por qué lo hago. 
Eres tú quien toma las decisiones y cuando soy yo, 
me arrepiento a velocidad de luz.
Por favor perdóname si hice algo mal. Te amo.


No entiendo por qué me tratas tan desconsideradamente, cuando yo siempre he estado en tus pesadillas y en las noches cuando el sol ya no brillaba. 

Mi vida sin tí está de velo. Vivo con falta de luz y energía. Falta orden en mi cabecita. Mi ánimo está perturbado.
Quiero que vuelva la luz, que regrese esa llama que se desprende cuando dos cuerpos arden.
Quiero ardor de pasiones.

Really already I do not know if we speak a different language or it is the same and you do not want to understand for being strolling around there for the freeways of the darkness. At the same time I beat with my feet, because they want to find your footsteps, but not at all. I continue your traces and always without success, without tracks. 

I request your love with humiliation and do not know why I do it. 
It is you who takes the decisions and when it is me who is, I always repent at light speed. 




Please excuse to me if I harmed. I love you. 

I do not understand why you treat me so unthinkingly, when I have always been in your nightmares and in the nights when the sun did not shine. My life without you is of veil. 
I live with absence of light and energy. Order is missing in my little head. 
My fortitude is mentally disturbed. I want that the light turns, which flame returns that becomes detached when two bodies burn. 
I want passions ardour.


by So Sunny

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