im the one that Yesterday was capable of number all the stars that fill the sky, manage without any soul. stealing of the sky the twilight and filling this life by only nigthmare, and on this dream fall blamed the echo of a pardon that cannot forget to want to look for you againeven, without knowing it, have not used a last tear it acclaims for knowing these ...where you are but...even i could damned the heaven...i couldn´t forget you antagonist poetry
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