Meu vício é a memória
Palavras que se repetem continuamente
num eco desesperado
infinito
Memorável dor
que impertinente continua me lembrando a vida

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_____________________________ becouse it's true

Foundations
Thursday night, everything's fine, except you've got that look in your eye when i'm tellin' a story and you find it boring, you're thinking of something to say. You'll go along with it then drop it and humiliate me infront of our friends. Then i'll use that voice that you find annoyin' and say something like "yeah, intelligant input, darlin', why don't you just have another beer then?" Then you'll call me a bitch and everyone we're with will be ebarrased, and i wont give a shit. My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation, and i know that i should let go, but i can't. And everytime we fight i know it's not right, everytime that you're upset and i smile. i know i should forget, but i can't. You said I must eat so many lemons 'cause i am so bitter. I said "i'd rather be with your friends mate 'cause they are much fitter." Yes, it was childish and you got agressive, and i must admit that i was a bit scared, but it gives me thrills to wind you up. My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation, and i know that i should let go, but i can't. And everytime we fight i know it's not right, everytime that you're upset and i smile. i know i should forget, but i can't. Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone and got so wasted, what a suprise. Don't want to look at your face 'cause it's makin' me sick. You've gone and got sick on my trainers, I only got these yesterday. Oh, my gosh, i cannot be bothered with this. Well, i'll leave you there 'til the mornin', and i purposly wont turn the heating on and dear God, i hope i'm not stuck with this one. My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation, and i know that i should let go, but i can't. And everytime we fight i know it's not right, everytime that you're upset and i smile. i know i should forget, but i can't. And everytime we fight i know it's not right, everytime that you're upset and i smile. i know i should forget, but i can't.

Tempos Modernos ( de distanciamento )

Saudade de quando os amigos apareciam na minha casa só pra conversar
e a conversa virava música
que virava pipoca
que virava "ver um filme"
que virava contar segredos e adormecer rindo
que significava ser feliz...

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Do Hiran....

"Dizem que as lágrimas são como torneiras abertas com 'águas tratadas': Limpam os olhos da gente e com isso passamos a enxergar melhor as coisas da vida e de nossa experiência. Mas um dia desses, eu chorei e chorei, e quanto mais eu chorava menos eu enxergava minha vida, parecendo que meus olhos eram tapados com espessas cortinas de águas salgadas"

Autor: Hiran Pinel.

...às vezes parece até que gente deu um nó...

Inválida

A loucura é uma puta barata andando sem rumo.
Durante o dia é cega, parada na calçada ouvindo um blues.
Durante a noite enxerga, mas é incapaz de ouvir o quanto vale.
A loucura é uma amiga inválida, mas presente.
(sem dúvidas a mais presente de todas)

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