VOICES FROM THE PAST
Hearing many voices from the past
They have always been good counselors
Knowing that I have had your care,
Now what remains are dark circles
Of sleepless nights unsafe
In bed that rolled without anyone
Living in these my misadventures,
Love promises that never comes...
I get these ill with smiles,
What if I cannot forget you?
Only destroying havens
Fighting for trying to survive...
I see no other way out or...
I will finally surely more alone...
RITA DE CASSIA TIRADENTES REIS
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