B is for Bárbara,
I’m 21 y/o, Brazilian,

LOVE FOR: words, specially poems and lyrics; music and all kind of sounds; old Hollywood movies; urban and fashion photography; regular people, fashion models, and musicians, and finally, beautiful or busy places.

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Taken too.

Show down time
I open my cards
I open my heart
I’m waiting

But you don’t move
Won’t say out loud
I need to hear from you
But i don’t hear a sound

I get, you’re trapped
But are you where you wanna be?
Feels like you are hiding
I’m blinding
There’s something in you I can’t see.

[written by B]

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Tuesday Oct 10 @ 06:04pm
tagged as: poem. b.

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