Threads knew from the beginning
steps and embraces that dream;
of gauze placed in the invisible
He sent his three loves
And the lot of uncertainties:
The pillow does not suffer alone,
The cigar smoke undoing in his joy
And the desire to mourn always absent in the corners.
painted on her face stray thoughts
And then the tears and kiss
began their discord
When the farewell salute.
choked him and was tattooed
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love in your heart the ticking of the clocks.
I dusted the sky
And immortality that, with smell saved,
still tickled sleep.
They pushed deep into the red glow
weaving in women moan
enthusiast and he erased the memory caresses broth met.
The puppet grew forgetting
And every day he learned to be
Forward and some questions before the mirror.
I traced a path of termites
To feel their most beloved old
And little by little, the thread is the
were entangled among the candles.
After the show I also
I looked in the trunk, the puppet of my life.
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