Fill your eyes with lights, the rest what lies in shadows?.
Lights and Shadows?
A turning point deducted from years of a terrified journey
Of use and abuse.
Why people get away? Why are the majority afraid?
The rebounds of a light reaper, demonic tones of horror and pain.
You Ask for the aid that you don’t want to lose, no laxity redoubles best values, proposals or solutions.
How many lights? How many shadows?
Draw the face of collective misfortune common denominator of a place whose ideas died abandoned by the nature of its own feelings that corroded by a chaotic and confusing sea agitated by a capital storm of absurd.
Oh how much dark, visibility is bad, because I cannot see?
Scheme closed no false bullets, no prior notice or negotiation, voices were silenced, that theory of a dissident nation.
A country that is away from his generation returning cyanide to the cayenne, stingers splashing the salt breezes preventing the growth in every way.
Oh that drastic cloud I can barely breathe amid much secrecy air is cut to less than half as dense as colder winter days within a mind and a gloom that never felt before.
Many inflections of a common thought broken, and I only wanted to see you, watching you closely express how much we can achieve and look at the light accompanied.
But the haze?
That left us a diaphanous cooperation and absence of common feelings.
And I just wanted to see you.