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14 March 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ Leave a comment

You walk up running away
You come going away
You speak being silent
You touch rejecting

© W. Donovan

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Not wanting

9 March 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ Leave a comment

Let’s pretend a little,
that this is our heaven
that this is happiness.
Please, don’t say anything, now
I don’t want to leave.

© W. Donovan

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Eternally

4 March 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ Leave a comment

You wouldn’t like to be eternally in love.

You wouldn’t like to be eternally possessed.

You wouldn’t like to be eternally bruised.

So take this rose eternally lacking of water.

.

© W. Donovan

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Faulty

28 February 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ 5 Comments

Don’t let me

27 February 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ 2 Comments

Every day now
it’s twice as long
When I’m still thinking of you
And not intentionally
I go to the place
where we were together
and we talked all night

© W. Donovan

Maybe if I

26 February 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ Leave a comment

Where are you my friend
Where did you go?
Maybe it’s not too late
you could love me again.

© W. Donovan

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Illusion

21 February 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ Leave a comment

I know, I crossed the line, right on the edge.
I know, I leaned too intensely.
Just to fall, lose control.
This is not a real life.
You’re wrong, if you think so.

© W. Donovan

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Stuck

20 February 20194 April 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ Leave a comment

Back to life

18 February 20196 May 2020 ~ W. Donovan ~ 2 Comments

Tell me how to fly
when everything flows.
I’ll rather drown,
than I choke with the air.

Tell me how to fly
when it’s difficult to walk.
I’ll rather stumble,
than I float into the air.


© W. Donovan

Invisible

16 February 2019 ~ W. Donovan ~ Leave a comment

Although I still talk, not much
I could only run with ghosts
I’m invisible, I’m nothing
Shall I cry with all my might?

© W. Donovan

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