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By Mauro C. Souza © 2012

Shadows that do not fade 

From a past that bleeds in my ears 

Spreading on the floor of my destiny, 

Torn by loneliness, 

Immersed in the silence of the absurd. 

I light up the darkness in my soul 

That hunger devours my days 

In abysses that open in swirls. 

Opening irreversible scars 

Slowly killing the joy 

Already twisted in my heart. 

Thus, the morning is cloudy,

It no longer illuminates with emotions. 

It is the end of the journey.

A farewell forgotten and yet not forgiven.


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