A million dead dreams lay inside her transfixed heart
as she searches for her handcuffs in that drawer.
Sometimes she looks for herself when she eats
her soul at night and dishevels time with her trembling
hands.
She often feels sliced when she sees the clouds
embracing the horizon, beauty has a tremendous
impact on her:
She thinks of all those things she doesn't know yet.
(maybe she will never know)
She wears words of love, collects shells of silence and fossils.
Whenever she is losing herself, she handcuffs her eyes
to bills and tears just to remember her role again.
Karla Bardanza
as she searches for her handcuffs in that drawer.
Sometimes she looks for herself when she eats
her soul at night and dishevels time with her trembling
hands.
She often feels sliced when she sees the clouds
embracing the horizon, beauty has a tremendous
impact on her:
She thinks of all those things she doesn't know yet.
(maybe she will never know)
She wears words of love, collects shells of silence and fossils.
Whenever she is losing herself, she handcuffs her eyes
to bills and tears just to remember her role again.
Karla Bardanza
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