BURNING LOVE
Escaping of this love that I deny both
Although always follow desolate,
Living in a complete disenchantment
The hardest times of the past.
I do not know if I have what I want more
As the storm took me
The evening darkened in my soul,
No matter who loved me?
Love when overlapping interests
They invade without fear, feelings,
Love staying the entrails exposed,
End shortly in distress...
Whom I love so do not call me
Nor calls for love, blazing...
MARCOS LOURES
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