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Tuve otro de esos sueños lúcidos en los que mis recuerdos cobran vida. Cada palabra, cada sentimiento, cada acción en este fue tal y como había sucedido en ese entonces. Era exacto, preciso, tal si lo estuviese viviendo de nuevo de manera onírica. No era extraño que esto me pasara, era algo recurrente, pues mes con mes venían a mí, mientras dormía, los sucesos más relevantes de mi vida, en orden cronológico. Como si ésta pasara frente  a mis ojos, como si muriera lentamente, mientras dormía.

Dark eyes opened again to see ashes From the fire that the night before they started With intoxicating seduction, wine, and loneliness To compensate for their withered soul's emptiness She took her dress and put it on again Without saying a word, the memory walked away What could lust say to a complete stranger? For forging feelings for the heart meant danger He was another number to mark the whore She was another empty bottle on his floor The fire only left ashes and nothing more No spark between would ignite it nevermore Empty as the bottle they shared that night The woman and the man carried on with life Brokenhearted but their bodies were alive As long as the wine and pleasure pumped inside Back in the bar they sat next to each other But they were strangers since they didn't bother To say hello and revive the memories of desire For nothing was worth keeping inside their mind "What does it matter to know his name?"...

My Selena Your dark eyes were brighter than Sirius And your kisses colder than Neptune The universe was witness of your virtue To be as pale and mysterious as the moon My Italian lover He looked at me as I wore black lace He came and put his hands on my waist We danced, we kissed, and we took it to the bed Letting passion burst to make love over velvet •═══ᘚ┅═══•༓•═══┅ᘛ═══• His eyes darted into hers, wondering why she never aged, how had her smile become permanent, what kept her picture from being consumed by the flames of hell. •═══ᘚ┅═══•༓•═══┅ᘛ═══• Dance, my lovely swan, if you want those arms to become your wings! And so she did, believing in a fantasy. She danced unstoppably, until her feet started to bleed, and her eyes turned milky white, and her body became so stiff and cold that all her limbs fell off. But she did turn into a swan, for death was the only way to break her curse. •═══ᘚ┅═══•༓•═══┅ᘛ═══• Mom, I was wondering if I ...

In light the lady finds herself But it doesn't seem right Why is she crying if she is safe? Because her friend is trapped in the fight She told him she wouldn't leave him alone And she is no liar, she will return for him For this battle she hasn't won at all There are still monsters to kill He was her shield, and she is his sword So they must battle together to win Her friend doesn't know how much he is worth Too much to sacrifice herself to set him free But he won't let the demons hurt her And she shall fight till the end of days This is the fate the two of them share The both of them will find the bright end

A little, small toddler my baby boy was He giggled when eating, making me laugh A little, small toddler my baby boy was How happy we were even without his dad To a boy he grew, and made me proud He would play football and paint the clouds To a boy he grew, and made me proud He would talk about Nina and we would smile He grew even more to a teenager, oh boy Bitter, sad moments for the two of us He grew even more to a teenager, oh boy His father never returned from that night He grew depressed, we both wanted to die But then he would look at me and manage to smile He grew depressed, we both wanted to die But I told him to wait and grow up to be a man My baby boy was him, now he is a man He left to Paris, but he calls when he can My baby boy was him, now he is a man He might be far away, but I see him right now Now he has three children, I am so proud He brought me to Paris, we are together now Now he has three children, I am so proud...

I remember his face, he exists in my nightmares I remember his voice, it frightens me when I'm alone I remember his hands, sliding down my clothes I still cry silently, but no one knows why, no one cares How could I protect myself? I was so young and innocent. He made me trust in him, my mother forced me as well. But then she left me alone with him, and I wasn't aware. Why did he do it? Why did she took so long to notice? When I close my eyes, it all turns red and black again. Eight years have passed since the first time he did it. And I still cry because in my nightmares I can't fight. He does the same again and again, I just can't stop it. He destroyed that little part of me, my innocence. And I still fear that he will return one day to do the same. I still can't fight him, I'm still fragile and defenseless. And now I'm scared of anyone else, wondering who will be the next.

The dress of my love falls to the floor She gets in the bed and goes back to sleep I sneak into her home and open her door Touching her skin is no longer just a dream The betraying sun raises again My love, forgive me, I have to go I have to go back home and be your friend I know you will call me when you wake up I see from my window the way you get dressed And when you are gone, I enter again I lie on your bed to have some rest Your feminine scent is all I want to smell Your friends haven't called, am I right? What do the newspaper says? They're dead You will call me to be with you tonight Just don't mind it if my clothes are red My dear, come to my arms and cry They were not worth it, I am here I promised myself that you would be mine There is no one left to interfere I finally have your kisses while you are awake I get to touch you with you being conscious You held your heart for me to take I promise that I no long...

Your beauty was your curse How tragic, my wild rose! Those petals are red and cold Just as the heart of this lustful God I, precios one, will have you, pretty flower And pull your petals with my rough hands You can't stop me, for I have the power If fighting me, you wouldn't stand a chance Remember, rose, you belong to me Don't fall in love with another There is no way your feelings will win Against my great divinity and power Why are you looking at the prince? Stop! What are you doing to him? Oh, rose, oh flower. How cruel you can be You love him, don't you? He feels what you feel Too late to stop now, he is so in love Another one mad about you, rose But remember, you are this God's property! A romance with the prince would turn into tragedy Don't kiss him, don't touch him, don't tease him! You are playing with the prince's heart, wild one! This can't happen, you are writing his ending! Bo...