You have your whole life in chains.
Theres no space in your world
for a moment of true love or tenderness.
And you are ok with that
as we know -is part of your plan-
but sometimes, tell me my dear
don't you miss my loving heart?
Don't you miss to stop the world
in the middle of a kiss
and feel that you are not breathing...
Don't you miss any of this?
Is your plastic paradise
-fake as a Barbie blood-
good enough to clean your smile
of our genuine and strong love?
Does it matter that much to you?
-You live in an empty paradise-
Does it matter that I'm writing these words
while looking at the stars?
Does it matter?
Tell me we both matter, don't we?
A.
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