Seeing the ocean with all
Seeing the ocean with all the different blue tones,
down the sun burning my heart,
while my feelings increase with every movement of the waves.
When we were together nothing really matter.
The cell phone danced with the vibrations of an incoming call,
after the call i feel sadness like the innermost depth ofan ocean.
All the sugar of my heart vanish,
within my hopes aboard my feelings were over.
The space between us,
such as the deep, dark and large ocean,
going crazy like the women En El Puente de San Blas.
I vanish because i can't take it anymore.
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