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Dec 2017
I.


**, ** **!
you sold your soul.
it's christmas, though
so let's celebrate

hey! new mate!
i hate when the fate
go against us all.
but all
we can do
is to
stand tall

and fall.
fall, fall...
until the ground
is no more,
and what is it for?
me?
see,
i cannot be
so brave

so save
your breath;
and maybe
they'll be
so mercyful
that they'll bring
back
the thing i sold.

there is a voice
telling me to be bold,
but maybe i'll sold her too...
boo!
scary?
dare
defy me;




II


i dare!
THIS
ISN'T FAIR!
who stare,
who dare to compair
me
with all this other leads?

THEY LEAD
TO NOTHING!
STOPPING
BEING SO COVARD,
     GODDAMIT!

****!
you are a *****,
there is no doubt about that.
but once, only once
do it for me!

if not for me,
do it!
do it to anyone else;
but do it!
doi it, lure it!
lure
this one
claiming to be
the one.

he is not.
and you know that.



III.

all this voices,
[all of them
echoing in my head.
[they
led
to destruction,
chaos,
or construction,
and
peace

fix
me,
or let me be
free
to **** myself.
set
and done

the voices come,
they go;
they show
to me
the real way
to be free

and to see
with my own eyes,
and to not be fright
of the might!
almighty god!
that, god,
keeps telling me
to say go
when I want to stop
and say stop
when i want to go

i'll show
them
who really says
the last
         [******* word
in this mother
[******.
Written by
Mateus  22/M/BRAZIL
(22/M/BRAZIL)   
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