Loucura parte 2

João Ninguém

Frase feita, bela freira, moça bela jovem donzela, pureza interna, Sugismundo moderno, Cacos de vidro castelos de porcelana, senhoras de senhores. Jovem pessoas, novos atores Escritores exterminadores, Não saber o que sei, te levou ao relato de dor, sofrer sem prever o que vem do vento do quarto escuro e da lanterna apagada. Desertos já não tiveram mais secos, Cinzeiro não estavam cheios, Faróis a te guiar, Copos vazios, em corpos meios cheios e mentes feias. WM 24/07/18

2018-07-25 02:39:19

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благодарный/Russian Resumi a gente/Brazilian Portuguese Anestesia do Amor Minutos antes da morte

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Why?

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I was alone. I am alone. I will be alone. But why People always lie? I can't hear it Every time! And then They try to come Back. And i Don't understand it. Why?

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I Saw a Dream

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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.

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