Hitting the bottom
it's so hard... so cold...
like a leaf in the autumn
I'm slowly becoming old
Whispering in my hopeless
the sweetest love words
made me cried my homeless
Please end my misery
So I can behold my liberty
Murder my bitterness
Help me achieving my bliss
So I can give you
my last tender kiss
Mais um para o cantinho "Poemas"...
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