Monday/16/1/2017
13.08
I haven't seen you in the last
Lifetime
So, I asked gods and monsters above
To give me rain
And give me pain
Let them help me to write about you again.
In vain.
Maybe one day, in Spain.
When we move to Barcelona with heads higher than the clouds, and feet lighter than feather.
They gave me rain, they gave me pain, and here's a note about you again.
Maybe one day, we'll mess with their brains and drink our champagne.
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