Solitude
When of the loneliness may be harmful from or beneficial,
but my deceptions accumulated
by the steps from the darkness and horrors
preparing only chaos and his will escape no more.
Where painful reality of looming in schism
the fantasy still walks without brakes
or without any control
over more sober and lucid.
I carry the marks of which decayed amputated,
and nothing would make me believe
in the possibility of rebirth,
except the false notion a new beginning
after the battle and the defeat nasty
comes down to as I could and would never have,
unless the presumed worthless,
the very essence of the life...
Marcos Loures
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