ain't rhymes the words i sell you
ain't feelings the way to grab you?
ain't rhymes so deceptive
automatic layouts of personality disorder
a way to write down yourself twice
dream of yourself twice as nice
and will i be able to touch you
hidden infinite place,
where i send my words
and tear down my feelings;
where i scream my life waiting for meanings,
..where i dream my self?
Adeus.
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