Empezamos...

(Esta es una serie de 'poesía' que simplemente me venía a la cabeza. Pondré sus fechas sólo porque si, me parece necesario y justo.)

16/12/13

There's no survival,
no ignition.
How can you lit up a fire
that's already meant to die?

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Hold it
keep it together
as if
in a way
you could
prevent the sky from falling.

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If it's meant to fall,
It'd fall.
If it were meant to endure,
it would.
What is this world meant to?

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The sky's burning
and you see them fall.
They fall like they'd never belonged
to that place.