Melancholically
Melancholically
Sadly the night plot
The end of each dream,
perchance
Life becomes bitterness and
me
While the pain keeping the
flame alive
This brings inglorious
struggle, silly drama
And when a chance if demand
The fear lingers over every
moment
And nothing that I still
exclaims
A lonely soul in vain,
deranged,
And everything you know and
what you feel
Translates nothing and
cannot be
Living a moment of hope
A night in solitude,
atrocious advances
Who knows death a
stupendous as well?
MARCOS LOURES
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