Love has the author's signature in lost causes
Love always starts dreaming and ends in insomnia
It's a deep act of faith that smells like a lie
Love dances to the tune that is played, be it God or the devil
Be it God or the devil

Love is the lost war between sex and laughter
It's the key with which you open the tap of water in the eyes
It's the slowest time in the world when it's in a hurry
Love makes its way slowly no matter the lock

Love is the arrogance of clinging to the impossible
It's looking elsewhere for what you can't find in yourself

Love is an ungrateful that elevates you for a while
And it collapses you just because
Love is two in one that in the end are none
And they get used to lying
Love is the beauty that feeds on sadness
And in the end it always leaves

Love is almost always better when it's elsewhere
It looks good in novels that sell perfect endings
Don't go love, even though you hurt I don't want to leave you
If you're always a mistake, why can't I see your flaws?

It may be that what I judge is something else, I don't know
That my luck has been dealt the impostor, I also don't know

Love is an ungrateful that elevates you for a while
And it collapses you just because
Love is two in one that in the end are none
And they get used to lying
Love is the beauty that feeds on sadness
And in the end it always leaves

And it doesn't let you say what you want to say
Without letting you know that you spit upwards
It's sitting down to watch pass in front of you
The deadly parade of the corpse of all your dreams

Love is an ungrateful that elevates you for a while
And it collapses you just because
Love is two in one and in the end they are none
And they get used to lying
Love is the beauty that feeds on sadness
And in the end it always leaves

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