Today, most likely stop by here to write something about it.
I swear, today I do not want to be here.
Today I would not exist.
It seems that everything is losing smoothly all the way I do.
It seems like every step I lose something else.
It seems that every word will be part of something that is essential and that at the end of this road I do not have anything.
Losing people, places lose, I lose things and the meanings ...
Promises unnecessary calculated plots, hope dies after an "I love you."
And there are those who say they'll be stars.
Yes, the stars off, because here the sun does not shine on your planet, nor take any cold that will be in your heart ...
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