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I hide at the bottom of your
polished heart.
My crucified soul is trying to
gain
a little hope, but someone
interrupted
her in the middl..
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I'm afraid of your wronged hopethat God is in control of the world.I'm running from your faithin what never belonged to us.I want to smell your fetter..
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I have hidden my melancholyin your soft, cozy shade.The light does not reachmy childish soul.I would like to fly above the clouds,but there is no land..
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Everything that until recentlywas just an unfinished farewell letterdries up in me.Everything that used to bea resurrected dream, the new faceof the u..
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I got your last words wrong.Nightlight shines through the crackin the gray heart.I pass with the breathof the golden summer wind.I'm afraid someone wi..
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Do you know that you are smilingin your sleep?Do you remember how beautifulyour thoughts used to be?Have you forgottenhow you chased the wind,how the ..
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Although love says my name,although hatred mocks the emerald sky,the last flame in mewill not go out.I run away from dreamswhich, instead of light, gi..
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The stars, tired of the sunset,fall asleep on my lap.The sun, exhausted byits constant punctuality,has opened its green eyes,at the bottom of whichyou..
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I open my eyes to seea loveless night.I open the door of conscienceto understand how far awayit is to solemn naiveté.Someone politely closed th..
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Your tears do not belong tothis world. Do not trust the silencethat begins with the cryof the innocent.I wish I could regain my lost eternity,but pain..
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