So YES.

I am not german. I am actually from Venezuela. A place loved by germans.

Lots of german have established in my country. They have helped a lot in structuring the tourism structure, and the conservation initiatives, and we basically get along just fine!!!!. My best friend has german ascendence, the girl i am madly in love with (and doesn't look at me) is german too....!. She has given me lots of pain though....but that's just because she's a woman, not because she's german.

I wake up. Think of her.

I walk to school. Think of her.

I come back. She's there.

She's made of water. and Flows.

she's pink and blue. And red on the inside.

She's smiles but not so often, and i don't like that. 

A hand full of knives is what she got, is what she got. 

i once dreamt of kissing her, and her skin was cold.

but i have managed to pulled out from this situation

and constructed a set of strings, nylon strings 3 meters long.

i have attached them on my arms and sides.

so when she comes, i won't be able to move, i'll look away,

and think of somebody else. 

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