Flavio Ferrel Poems

For you I gave a little seed called love,
so you could plant it in your chest,
but in your pocket you kept it.
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Alone with myself,
I feel like part of me
had been taken.
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In the sweetness of your look
I used to lose myself without knowing
when you looked at me
with eyes of affection
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The chest still broken,
asks for urgency to repair.

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I feel like someone
who glues the pieces
of a broken cup,
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Sometimes we feel alone
and it feels like the worst thing on earth,

but it can also feel like one of the best things in life...
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De tudo ficou um pouco
Do meu medo. Do teu asco.
Dos gritos gagos. Da rosa
ficou um pouco
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The sky turns to gray,
clouds full of loneliness gets closer,
I feel the first drop, the storm begins.
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Strange, the miss of that
sweet preocupation
of in your eyes, try to discover
what you want to win.
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Por que me trancas
o rosto e o riso
e assim me arrancas
do paraíso?
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