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Oct 2018
I can feel the smell of those there are not here anymore
I can feel the touch of those in the grave
Of those that no longer breathe
The sweet and cold embrace that some things can never change
I feel it in my bones
My broken bones
My broken ribs that are only cages to protect what's left behind it
You thought about a heart
But there's only ashes
Ashes to always reborn
Ashes to ashes
Will you hear my name on my last breath?
Together we can take the world
Let me guide your hands
And let's wreack havoc amongst those who can't see us
Let's burn their heart's
Until you remember my name
You will never remember my name
Because
We're barely here anymore
We're disappearing
Our names are in long forgotten languages
And our hearts
Turned stone cold
Marcos Leão
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Marcos Leão  21/M/Brazil
(21/M/Brazil)   
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