I chose poison, the one that grows without knowing, remain with the passing of the eras, bloodless the small veins. I chose poison, not the blade that sinks innards, nor the tear that cuts the cheeks. I don't want some fists on the chest, nor of the scabs to the knees. I avoid the words in bomb or in grapeshot, the drownings to fund of mud. I chose poison. I chose the silence and the smile, my absences and my secrets.
Mmm....babe you are so great man, never though you were here....next to me.....Im so happy to have known you, and I hope this dream comes true.....God bless us!!!!
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