Poemas, textos...

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I can see him holding you
Smiling and saying "I love you too"
Feeling each other's body
And I'm here with nobody.

While you get warm
I'm facing this storm
Why can't you see me?
Why is it like that?
I have so many questions to ask
But I keep on wearing this mark.

I don't care
That's what I say
But for a second I may
Tell you the truth
That all my poems are about you.

You are never turning around
You would never see me in this crowd
If I keep trying
I'll just end you crying.