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She told me not to
disappoint her,
I didn't do it well at all,
I can't learn,
I'm like a strange animal
devouring you.
her He told me goodbye...
love is not possible,
like destruction
if there are fires tomorrow.
there is no longer lucidity
without hope.
by being anywhere except here,
I was a tourist of beauty,
the things one does to live,
and not lose one's mind.
she said It ended
and I believed her, how could I not?
the truth is that it is a closet
in high demand,
and with little light
she said it's the end,
and I dreamed it the night before,
the fateful root of the omen and the premonition.
by being anywhere except here,
I was a tourist of beauty,
the things one does to live,
and not lose one's mind.
the pain was before thought,
the lost origins of lament,
where are they?
we went off the route...
by being anywhere except here,
I was a tourist of beauty,
the things one does to live,
and not lose your mind
she said it's over...