just like strange animals
we find us again
the blood burns deep inside
and the heart beat hard.
No body knows
about us
I keep the secret
and i kill the time
trying to stop the pain.
But all this love was in vain
too many times I want to save it,
so, the thinghs becomes dark,
a dark hole, an unheal dammage
deep inside my soul.
All the stuff that you love
has change for this hate
to grow up day by day
like this cancer in my skin.
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