Mirrors
Violins and old books
It´s been a month and two days
Still i cannot speak
Hidden behind every thought
That might let me sleep
Still i cannot speak
Hidden behind every thought
That might let me sleep
Turning the pages not knowing
That i cannot read
Where did I hide those sad poems
I wanted you to keep?
Corpses in my swimming pool
I can´t remember if I did that
But I can describe how I love you
I look into mirrors
And I can´t see anything but you
And It´s so strange how it seems an undeniable truth
Please show me...
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