Gagged
Idolizing the love that he had not come
Gestating this expression I aborted
Life does not only loved
Also bring whatever sort, mere.
Disturbs me the emptiness without waiting
And as I see the fight between us.
Killing gradually the much rarer
Shed certainly that now prevails.
Sail against everything and everyone,
The days accumulate their deceptions
And live without knowing this horizon.
Gagging as it contained the
The thought that all my luck
In a flash truly evil emerges.
MARCOS LOURES
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