EVERY STEP
Shaping each step a new building
Where could have peace,
Truth is that asking, I always quit,
I do not see any dream, and die in boredom
Love always making fool harassment,
I do not want and do not deserve more attachment
Have not stood this ghost
Anemic delirium or remedy.
But when this brunette is presented,
The mouth is showing thirstier
And it all starts again,
The crack that opened already love,
After some time without anyone
And this idiot here ... always stumbles
MARCOS LOURES
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