With a scent it's easy to remember something readily forgotten. After trying so hard, so much effort lost it's an invisible lasso -- keeping me in suspense.
Squinting through the fog when I was left there. Truth easily dissolves into the fog.
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Romance in Durango :
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
Dust in my face and my cape
Me and Magdalena on the run
I think this time we shall escape
Sold my guitar to the baker's son
for a few crumbs and a place to hide
But, I can get another one
and I'll play for Magdalena as we ride.
No llores mi querida, Dios nos vejila
Soon the horse will take us to Durango
Arragame mi vida, soon the desert will be gone
Soon we'll be dancing the Fandango...
Was that the thunder that I heard
My head is vibrating-I feel a shot of pain
Come sit by me don't say a word
O', can it be that I am slain?
Quick Magdalena take my gun
Look up on the hills that flash of light
Me muero, my little one,
I might now make it through the night.
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The door slammed then I knew it was too late for words. She called out from the window, 'there's no shirt here, get your boots and go.' I put my hands in my pocket and spoke to my shoes. How come? She threw a rum bottle as her face turned bright red. You shouldn't have; that's good rum. 'Get out of here, I don't need your crutch any more please don't come back.' I sat up from her rug, gathered the shards licked the rum and out the front door. So it was the last time Joey saw Isis.
A-many roads were burned until a drunk horse through forgotten woods took him to her.
The moon didn't fall, the stars kept their lights. He brought back the horse into reality, in a stable of sleek obsidian. His numb-less days are for the better. A falling out like lovers usually do; like an old piercing slowly closing,healing but the mark stays.
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Hi, a messenger sent me with an unworthy message:see for me if her loyalty lies with the celestial.
I am putting my hopes to the floor. I don;t care anymore.
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A fortune teller told me beware of too much peace and quite. I woke up disoriented in a bed of lilies, I had lost all gravity by then. I've been living in the clouds. Everything looks upside down. I am in the top of the pole or in the bottom. I can't tell whose the joker anymore. I can't even touch my feelings. I'll never know any ending, itt be surprise to come to learn anything permanent about myself.
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Morning broke, the Indonesian sun shone bright red in the water. From the bungalow her hat blew off as a cold breeze went the other way. The American, naked jumped off the boat and headed to the bungalow. She begins to speak but he wisp her away into the hammock. They slept holding each other through the bright morning sun into the lazy afternoon. 'I bought you something, the promise of a proper ring but here's one made out of pedals. She yelled in happiness as someone shrieked far away. The tempest broke into rage and the earth shook as they stared into each other's eyes. They began to prey, kissed as the ground exploded. Bye now, he said.
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