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Nothing chases me but the echo of my heals

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Mora Amaro La Loba

Night and rain, echoes, steps and hotels, motion in the song.


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 I walk quickly
quickly
nothing chases me
but the echo of my heels
 
it rains slowly
slowly
as I cross avenues
and almost sleeping corners 
 
Colorful neons signs,
as well as the  lights of lamps,
plunge into the puddles
in a world of patent leather
that shines, without the sun.
 
I'm cold
cold
the water soaks my back,
and seeps down my neckline,
but its cold, brings me calm,
but its cold, brings me calm.
 
I carry in my eyes,
his eyes,
looking avid at her,
I carry in my ears,
his voice,
talking sweetly to her,             (thank you @Frank Turner12
with so intimate words,
that they made me hate myself,
for having  been so much his.
 
I walk quickly
quickly
pretending I'm another
despite I am the same
 
I left mutely
mutely
goodbyes were no necessary
in the bar of that hotel 
I did not know that to live <I had to die so many times