They say god told us...
The world was ours....
The dream was over...
'Cause now is real...
It's our own force.
There's no desire...
And all is done.
I feel aside, despite
I never won...
No reality...
No will, no love...
It's all for none; they're gone
Who really won...
Is there someone…?
It is so wrong…
Are we alone, so long?
Solitude sons…
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Fico até meio triste com esse poema. Acho que ainda sinto uma certa agonia quando alguém comemora uma vitória mas... eu não venci nada...
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