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I Every word has a meaning able to bring up what is felt and hidden, but all the words have become useless and we have become fragile and bitter just like this world. II Every feeling has to be revealed as the time extinguishes and the heart stops throbbing, but all the feelings were oppressed and we were chained to the world which is created and destroyed by us. III No memory will last until tomorrow because we changed a lot yesterday and now we don't even remember our names, but no memory lasts because we learnt to forget everything and everyone. IV No name will be shouted when something happens to us because we never met, but no name is shouted as the name of that who allows us shout (and some still believe in men). V Every life fades away when we see it as something forbidden, something accostumed to finish. No existence will last... I know that because I used to exist and as a human, you too.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 9:32 AM UTC
We Used to Exist
I Every word has a meaning able to bring up what is felt and hidden, but all the words have become useless and we have become fragile and bitter just like this world. II Every feeling has to be revealed as the time extinguishes and the heart stops throbbing, but all the feelings were oppressed and we were chained to the world which is created and destroyed by us. III No memory will last until tomorrow because we changed a lot yesterday and now we don't even remember our names, but no memory lasts because we learnt to forget everything and everyone. IV No name will be shouted when something happens to us because we never met, but no name is shouted as the name of that who allows us shout (and some still believe in men). V Every life fades away when we see it as something forbidden, something accostumed to finish. No existence will last... I know that because I used to exist and as a human, you too.
jonasgoncalves
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 9:32 AM UTC
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