For some reason, my will is dying,
There is nothing to do, the end is nigh!
I cannot breathe, my dream is gone...
My rotten life for death is prone!
I will perish without despair,
The death of vile is not unfair!
My old body will slowly decay
In empty darkness I'll be cast away...
My only will is the non-existence,
To be in real world makes no difference...
With tears and sorrows I write this will
To happily die and never more to be Will!
25 de maio de 2009
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Não há motivos para lhe dar sermão, mas, AH, que vontade de te dar sermão!
WILL!
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