SCENARIO
The opaque tone, said this scenario
Where other days wanted ivory
Love coming slowly fragile order,
My direction is lost in vile fate.
I hope someday? It is necessary
I know how much and where I came from,
Shroud covers me and I know well
Aged night in various tone
Sparse songs in dead illusions
And when thou expose other dreams
Baring this face denigrated,
The door closed, and no future,
Even if they go and see dark
Leaving some remnant of a life ...
MARCOS LOURES
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