So much silence, so much said this heart,
always tries to bet with me, the time,
my memories on his board.
It’s a game, a crap this bad love …
I’m still lost, I can’t find a reason,
It’s much harder when I want to try.
Slow happens and I can’t get me up,
never ceases to ache the soul,
your damn absence hurts;
I wanna to stop thinking of you.
You filled me with troubles,
I want to forget about you a day,
rescue my dreams, my hopes.
Of all your promises,
just is nothing left of that bullshit,
fanciful, a lump in the throat.
Of all your inventions,
just is resentment of that storm,
a sad life when I still loved.
I understand the way today,
your nature is always to kill,
when love is a dirty word more.
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