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| Poesias-->Pray to Morgan -- 03/11/2002 - 19:14 (Maria de Fátima Lima Castanheira) |
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There’s not air here,
I’m dying
Inside of me, darkness
lonelyness – and so much...
My heart is tired of dreaming
and creating magic solutions.
My chest is hurted,
small and emptiness space
I don t get to scream help!
nor to move my arms and touch nobody
it is very difficult for me to face of my front weakness
then I write this poem in english.
I feel as a blind
trying to drive in high-speed
with a storm growing on my head.
I lost my direction sense
everything in that I believed it disappeared.
my friends left, my loves forgot me
while I slept
I don t get to say to the man that I love: I love you
the fear is larger than I can support.
I am facing my hell: abandonment
- and I made that.
I am alone,
in the space between life and death
missing of everything that I never had.
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