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quarta-feira, 4 de maio de 2016

We Once Knew People We Could Have Been






and here we are... 

two people pretending to be 
people we are not, 
two people wanting to be more. 

so when we tell other people 
we used to know each other, 
it is just us saying: 

we once knew people 
we could have been 

and 

maybe when all of this 
suffering is over I will see 
you on the other side 
and we will build something 
real, and we will be 
happy there



R.M. Drake





sábado, 2 de abril de 2016

TO DIE A LITTLE IN MY ARMS






I want to pull you into me.
The way a kiss pulls the soul
out of you. I want it all,
everything inside. I want to
open my mouth and see you
drowning in the bottom of my
stomach; where my laughter
dwells. There is no other way
to put it, I want my smile
to burn through your skull in
the worst way possible. I
want you to remember what it
is like to die a little in
my arms. To remember what it
is like to love. To fall and
barely survive the way down



R.M. Drake





sábado, 26 de março de 2016

THIS LOVE WE SEEK IS NOT REAL






There will  be times when we
feel like we are meant to be
alone, like this love we seek
is not real and we created it
to make sense of our emptiness.

And because of that, sometimes
some of us become bitter with
the idea that love is only the
anticipation of finding someone
we will never live to meet.

So we live our lives looking for
something to fill us and give us
meaning. Only to discover that
in the end, love was never meant
to be received by one person
but rather all the people who
made us feel at home.



R.M. Drake





quinta-feira, 24 de março de 2016

WE ARE MOMENTS




We are magic.
we are moments.
we are dreams and
we are memories.
we are everything.
and in the depths
we swim deeper to
discover that we
are not born whole
so we cannot be
broken. we are born
searching, searching
for the other piece
that other person
to guide us home.


R.M. Drake




sexta-feira, 12 de fevereiro de 2016

WHERE THE GENTLE MADNESS IS






The night was meant for
people like us. For people
who use it to get away.
For people who see themselves
in the city lights and for
those who lose themselves in
the long walks home.
The night is where the
gentle madness is, my friends,
and that is where people
like us belong.


 R.M. Drake 







sábado, 6 de fevereiro de 2016

KEEP EXPERIENCING YOURSELF UNTIL IT TERRIFIES YOU






Fall deeply into something
indefinable. Believe me, it is
a beautiful thing. Let it grow
inside you until it becomes you,
and then let it grow some more.

And when the indefinable becomes
the familiar, then I urge you to
keep going, to keep finding,
there will always be more. That
is your role, to keep on experiencing
yourself until you know so much
that it terrifies you.


R.M. Drake