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I have to
recognize
that my humble words stink
as hell.
My voice hurts
My words
and My chest
explodes the pavement.
And they don't understand.
They will never understand.
I'm going to find things
that
I can dream.
I'll pick your suggestions:
dreams about the awkwardness of identity analysis capitulation.


Estas são as aulas que é só rir :')

4 comentários:

  1. Loool, desculpa la a minha resposta é mt boa, tu a espera de alguma coisa bonita e eu falote da boa da materia que tavamos a dar xD mermoravel desculpa kiko xD

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