I don’t have time to do anything
But let my tears dropping
From my eyes when I’m not with you
Waiting for your kisses as tissues
I’m so lost when I’m not in your arms
I’m a junkie, a you addict
Always in need of you…in lack of your charms
In need of your delicious smells, which is perfect
Which is more powerful than any multicoloured square on the tongue
To makes me trip and stop my rain
Which is more powerful than any needle in the blood
To relieve my pain
Which is more powerful than any needles and any threads
To shut my scars
Which is more powerful than any happy pills
To vanish my sorrow and my scares
I see her standing there
Harmed in the eyes, and the heart,
Bleeding tears,
By the blade of past shred
Past murdered love
Past knifes kisses
Of a shadow who forsaken her
And she thinks she is a bitch
Even if she is the opposite
Even if she is a lovely girl
The most lovely girl that exists
Now, she is just a lonely girl
And I’ll try to be her tissue
And to be a cure love
And to give her cotton kisses
Shut her scars, and see her eyes
Full of shines
Because she is my moonlight
She is the star of my life
Yesterday, filled with darkness
But today, lit by her eyes
More beautiful and more precious
Than any diamonds
There is nothing more preci
I wish I could just take a sip
But I promise her to not to drink
So, I will drink my tears
Just to cry them after
I wish I could just take an eternal rest
But I will miss too much her face
So, I will drink my tears
Just to bleed them after
I wish I could just take a home in her arms
But time always take me away from this house
So, I will drink my tears
Just to cry them after
I wish I could just take her kisses
As a tissue, to stop to cry
And change my tears to wine
To drink it together and forget broken pieces
I have a black eye, all sunken in my socket
Beaten by the fist of my insomnia
But insomnia is just a puppet
Controlled by my remorses, and my melancholia
And they fill my black eye of tears
But they slowly disappear
A little more each day
Thanks to your mouth
Who say the right word to sooth me
And who land on mine to calm my angst screech
My lips near your ear
To whisper gently :
I love you baby
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