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The good memories never forget...

So much never occurs, as when the own hope occurs

An embrace for your soul that one begins to undress

To you

Not to the violence

The Raven

They painted the secrets with the lies

Sorrow

White hands

A day more..

So that nothing separate us that us a nothing

As a painting we will go erasing

Our spirit tends to trust in those people that we do not know for the simple fact that not yet they have deceived us

I am the shadow that throws my words

Try not something by fear to be mistaken is like to be killed for fear to die

I am for which I feel, not for which I pretend

The silence is the strongest shout

And the shadow tries to free me, once but, thousands of times, perforating the thick dream, the annexation -lack-, in a painful cavity that, full of big raindrops of dry blood they fall forming in my decrepito face, ......Sinister tears. .....

Love? The love does not exist, the love is something that never existed... as your, like I

The people are like the Moon. Always they have a dark side that do not teach anyone


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