Hallucinated
Maybe I deserve immense pain
Why not learn to deal with such torment
Whatever think always grows
Cloaked in storms, suffering...
I see no such desire that I quench
Gradually unknowingly living will
At the behest of the part that always made me
Surrounded this pain that grows.
Do not want to carry that pack
What these cuts as diverse bowels.
To love is to lose myself in isolated island
Seas and land always strange...
There will follow more or destination
In so much pain that I bring, me hallucinate...
MARCOS LOURES
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