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Rucas Gomes

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Porto, Portugal

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September 28

Talking about YouTube - ISEP/MUNDAUTO Barchetta

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YouTube - ISEP/MUNDAUTO Barchetta

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December 10

shell

Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself, and covered with a perfect shell, such a charming beautiful exterior.

This is one time that you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone or anyone at all. And the grave that you refuse to leave the refuge that you've built to flee the places you have come to fear the most.

Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself, and hidden in the public eye. Such a stellar monument to loneliness. Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes and perfect makeup but you're barely scraping by.

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November 28

It Blows My Mind....

We buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom
We'a buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need em
Things we buy to cover up what's inside
Cause they made us hate ourself and love they wealth
That's why shortys hollering "where the ballas' at?"
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all a dat
But I ain't even gon act holier than thou
Cause f*** it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again

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November 27

chance...!!

We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are Choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside...
Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.
Of what it means to be alive
Swirling round with this familiar parabole.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a gift and celebrate this
chance to be alive and breathing

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November 22

together

If only I die
Just once in my life
If only to try
To take a guess, to be the best
A feeling I hide
That runs this world, that keeps us alive
I want you to climb with me

The heart of a child
Is in your hands now
So let's see you smile
'Cause I'm not impressed with your loneliness
And it's been a while
Since you forgave all your changes made
So let's count the miles together

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November 18

utopia

To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same as I do
Is a three-fold utopian dream
You do something to me that I can't explain
So would I be out of line if I said
I miss you?
I see your picture
I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine
You have only been gone ten days
But already I'm wasting away
I know I'll see you again
Whether far or soon
But I need you to know that I care
And I miss you