is not impossible it was now possible ....
but the pain that this would cause ...
was not one hour but a second one that killed my hope,
a single word and a damn action ...
was all you needed to destroy a beautiful dream
which now only ashes remain,
may no longer anything which the wind has
was all a ilucion ...
the glass is broken as well as your veins,
and has been roscio your blood ...
your angels have come to me ...
and today I
them back with broken wings and soul
black,
if curiosity killed the cat, who do you think killed now ...?
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