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Every day, you die and nobody can be

Nothing of sadness, is the make (?) of the journey

You wanted to know the truth

Did you thought that was too much?

I didn't saw you leave

I even heard you arrive

So far was everything

And you only had to come back

Weeping that are eternal

Cover my gelid breath

And as an open animal

I beg for glory to the forgiveness

The alienation gestates

Otherwise, nobody crosses my limits

I never thought in feeling so much hate

They are things that are never told

They are things that never happen

I come for every thought you don't understand

No more loneliness shared

The deaths are gifts and we follow

Contemplating the dreams that had never been dreamt

Still when the hands will be of flesh

The warm eyes, blind eyes

My room of achievements desolate, and the living

An unwrapped of obsoleted stimulus

The calm is the wind

And the tear caught the morning

Behind you, I refugee

And the death amuses me

The alienation gestates

Otherwise, nobody crosses my limits

I never thought in feeling so much hate

They are things that are never told

They are things that never happen