LOVE WHAT I WANTED
Where they could have the pinnacle
Just a terrible abyss,
The love we both wanted phenomenal
Reflects the reality of a new Icarus
One mistake after another, and I follow thus
Played against the stones, worth nothing,
How naughty this work gives
After a certain time reaches the end,
And back again to solitude,
What wave on the sand beach never let
The quicksand lucky me fire,
But time dictates the breeze,
The wings melted, new fall
But I'll pay: same coin.
MARCOS LOURES
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