Sempre poderei dizer de ti
coisas agradáveis
na proporção da tua irrelevância.
Por ora, só insultos aplacam a minha ira.
Tempo, lugar e circunstâncias do meu desatino
não enfunam a tua vela.
No pragmatismo do teu cálculo,
alijas carga que te soma Tormentas.
Sou quinquilharia que não rende canela.
E zarpas.
Nos teus olhos a antevisão das conquistas,
dos meus, todo o mar numa gota de saudade.
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Vitor Lopes
remember me when the sun shines through the trees in the forest. remember me when the water gets to the waves in the lake. remember me a beautiful winter day.
Figuring out how far is the limit..
Your Beauty Overwhelms Me. As I Wrap My Arms Around You. I Press Your Softness Tight. Great Passion Fills My Inner Being. I'm Captured By Your Embrace. Your Eyes Control My Very Soul.
It tugs at my heart and it lingers, like a hum after a tune that had long been played..
i miss u every day. why did u hav to leave me. i love u with all my heart. now without u i have to be. i love u mom,. i miss u everyday ,. why did u have to go ,. i love u too much,.
The blade presses against my bible as the end begins.
I'm going to delete the opusses about youngwritershousehold because they've been and gone. I don't want people to look through my work and just see results of things.
The best things in life are free: Love Friendship Family And respect .
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