The gloomy and mesmerizing presence of lust,
will make you understand the deepness of my dread;
Every time I think in love, It is fear what I feel instead…
this restless desire is making me growing grey,
The outrageous song of my heart
cries out for light in a dark day
But as true as it is that I can not give what I do not have
I know that enduring this pain will make of my path a bitter march.
Made By:
Edgar Fabian Gil Amado
The sight behind the dark
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