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A young man and his history ...
This is a story of a man 'free'
That played into the abyss
Wanting not to fly ...
In only his face an expression:
[to be exchanged for a cash
For money ...]
In free fall:
He recalled the plans and dreams that you left behind.
Light and life was the sign,
But someone in life you chose not ...
Now does nothing more ...
His life has long been lost,
As his body fell a tear rose to heaven ...
Passing the memories your eyes closed ... more
And so that day:
He threw the future fate to the wind.
Well, nothing lasts in discontent ...
No more secrets
And, no memories of you.
That one day will never forget your name ...
Wishes and desires were
Tears and dust in the wind
Longitude and answers forgotten ...
In the abyss of souls won.
Fight without fear their secrets:
Composing your life without losing the day.
by PauloLEONARDO/18.nov.2011
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