You, in the morning,
Let my heart
Niked,
With all my stories
Your side,
Dead,
Waste of your love.
You, not calm my cross,
Not a sigh for my blood,
Not contemplate my passion.
I, disorientated
You, quartered
Every corner of my light,
Leave my soul in pieces,
Dead without you.
And, with your insistance
To forget,
I still, I hate not succeed.
And with your nonsense
To me,
To refusing,
My existence.
So many years white deception
And not even,
A day of your life
You loved me,
Not!
Not!
Not! Not!
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