Open the crypt and whisper

  I feel that time is stalking me, Little by little behind me, I just want to be by your side  And I feel that you are sand That’s leaving my arms  I always knew that you leave and still I clung to you  Because you were my bright moon In the dark sea  And ours is the definition  That even in the storm  There is hope

   Have you ever heard the story of the witch who was burned? No? Well, that was me! And it wasn't fair, what they did to me. It was 1606, I lived with my poor grandma, I loved her, she was all I had, but, she was so sick, I was feeling desperate because I didn't want to lose her. And the only way for my grandma to live, was to make a pact with the devil. I did it. And then, I became a witch. When I saw my grabdma again, she was healthy and smiling, that meant that the pac had worked. However, when the pastor of the church found out that my only life partner wasn't sick anymore, he was sure it couldn't had happened unless I used black magic and was therefore a witch. To kill a witch completely, all you have to do us burn her, that was my destiny. I shouldn't have made the pact. They hung my grandmother and me on a tree and then they burned us to death. We died at the same time, together, in that tree, with that fire, with that fear. P.

 Every gift, every hug: I don't want them back I don't want anything I want you It's you, I do it all for you Your eyes are a sunset I can't touch You are a like promised treasure You are more like a lie. Why, why does it hurt a lot? I want this to end Why, why am I still the other? I want your love Why, why her? I was the one I didn't find myself I fail, as my heart fails to forget you I didn't find myself But I still want you Quetzalli

  The sun has settled in the horizon. and the sky was painted orange. One last light is shining, in the waters of the shore, It makes the clouds look pretty, in their rose-ish evening tone, And what a landscape does it form, in the middle of the town. The sun has hidden from the horizon, and the city lights have been turned on. The sky turned from bright to dark, only showing none but black, Across the city’s promenade, the streetlamps look like stars,  And as midnight comes closer, the moon is rising in the sky. The sun will be resting for today, And tomorrow shall it come again. A. Suárez

  I saw you from the shadows From a corner in the dark, And when I least I expected it You made me shine, but not by your side. It's a long story for our short time And I don't know how to start, AnywayIi can't say it Cause your mind is kinda harmful. Maybe we are afraid I'm not sure cause I can't read you, Maybe both we are so heartless I don't know, but I want to lead you. In the end we both lose Maybe our time or it coud be our instant, We'll never gonna be together Just because it's not our time. L.