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Blue... Blue...
On her eyes reflects a trickle of light.
Her dress pearled by night,
Cigarette fired on the fleshly kiss.
A glass of wine
A broken tear which rolls at the end.
Blue... Blue...
A slow and blue music.
Leaning on the warm chimera,
Dismissing a longing which goes on bus.
A scratch in the stocking,
Sailing the waiting, the Blues widow.
Blue... Blue...
A voice saddened when it sings.
Withholding on its bed the shadows,
Those shadows who kiss and then leave.
A photography,
A line in the hand which wants to delete itself
Blue... Blue...
A voice saddened when it sings.
Withholding on its bed the shadows,
Those shadows who kiss and then leave.
A photography,
A line in the hand which wants to delete itself.