you are like a short breath
a line made by a dirty hand
which hurts you in secret
you feel that these gestures are stolen
... that no one can't believe
and that they will say that he loved you
your body is a lost island
the memory of childhood
and of a pregnancy.. .
who has seen too much
and then it's all
find the name that ...
at the bottom of your ....
vacuum in secret
your body is a lost island
carried by a mood or silence and the sea
where nothing lives anymore
nothing is hoped for
yet you pray, deny
what your stomach cries
you swear, reassure yourself,
you are alive
the woman you will become
is your best friend
in every step you will find you will find, your heart
and who will save the child
you have nothing to forgive the little girl you keep
he all you need is to love her
your body is perfect
the only one to love you
thus comes the secret