spirit lie, sit, shut up and forget
How difficult is that you do not believe lies, only to see others fall
with slight suspicion about your reliability
but with greater certainty that you're honest you'll
while eating you up inside.
Hard to be a weak man sensitive to every word feels like a dagger stabbing
to think of each sentence as a blow ethereal
that drowns the lucidity of the emotions to take into account the losses hurt more
those battles are still waged. How difficult is
quiet truths that are safe, because you know that scream
dying and can not control the collapse is happening inside.
Although it is simple omissions that seem mundane sins
know that the greatest punishment is not to surrender to oblivion.
How difficult is to forget all the past, much more those roads that we had to walk all the doors
and they refuse to be opened.
Más complicated life in a present that is always a lighthouse that serves as a guide but is almost unattainable
forget yourself and build memories will never exist.
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