Louder than words.
they hit you,
with no need for words.
are the truth.
Like this person,
how she makes you feel.
How do you feel.
That’s not it,
the essential of life?
We are going to face,
a new sea?
Louder than words,
stronger than love.
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What other people say,
that their advice,
if they gave them to themselves.
Here, I often find too often
Terms such as “rational”, “cynical”,
as if they were synonymous with something better.
Always good at giving advice that they do not follow, for themselves.
I see my mistakes in other people,
I see other people don’t understand me,
don’t really understand me.
Don’t understand mine.
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It would be so much better if we could do mistakes
only in the things we don’t care so much,
where you don’t have risksthe risk of losing, fo being hurt
and you’d still learn.
Sure, probably you don’t learn if you don’t reall ycare,
but pain makes you blind
you cannot see, the truth.
You can only hear the noises of your scars.
I never wanted to do mistakes in that thing,
everywher but not there…
And still yes, there.
Why? Why everytime I have to screw up
only in the things I really care about? Why?
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