I close my eyes… I open my mind… I listen my interior
There is something that wants to explode… But I don’t leave it
I see sadness… Desires of being
Of to fight and to live… But my reality is another
I can be but easy… But it is not it.
Maybe it is fear… Or inspiration lack
Help me to but… Help me with your light
I wish I didn’t feel anything… To see what I feel
The things can be but easy… When you move away from my road
I can step you… This is our paradise?
The world is a true lie
That we have built
Inspiration lack
For our frigid hearts.












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