There are some who say
That all roads lead to Rome
And it is true because mine
Takes me every night to the hole
That names you
And I speak and let go
A smile, a blasphemy and two defeats
Then I turn off your eyes
And I sleep with your name kissing my mouth
Oh, my love
How terribly absurd
It is to be alive
Without the soul of your body
Without your heartbeat
That the end of this story
Another autobiography Âa of a failure
Do not serve as an example
There are those who affirm that love is a miracle
That there is no evil that does not cure
But neither good
That It lasted him a hundred years
That almost saved him
The bad thing is the nights that wet my hand
Although everything is now nothing
I don't know why © you hide
And you flee from me
To know about your life
I don't think I violate any commandment
Hate is so terrible
That you don't even You dare to show me your contempt
But don't listen to me
What's happening to me
Is that I don't understand this world

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