I couldn't be more delicate even if my skin was made out of flower petals
Then I could at least endure water, but I'm so delicate your teardrops hurt me
And every tear is a slow torture, and by every tear my heart is broken
Every sigh comes from you as a heavy wind, pushing me down a cliff
And there's a horrible agony that comes with that fall...
The thought of your sadness is so terrifying, easily makes me fall into madness!
I couldn't be any more delicate, when one sad look can rip me apart
For I cannot bear your joyless eyes nor the melancholy they carry,
It shatters my soul into so many pieces, and so I die at every single glance...
C.D.
Olá, fico contente de teres passado lá pelo meu espaço, muito obrigada :D
ResponderExcluirOs textos que aqui tens, quando assinados por C.D., são originais teus? Ainda só dei uma vista de olhos leve, mas gostei muito :) *
Ola,
ResponderExcluirpois, os assinados por C.D. são meus..... ainda fracotes, mas meus
e obrigada por passar por cá :D
Muito Bom
ResponderExcluirObrigada! XD
ResponderExcluir