And
the storks moved without sea
and
in earth everything buried
caliphate
No,
it just finished somebody
that
it sought the lost time
of
the babble
The
nights fall asleep cruel
with
so many spoiled souls
awake,
in rafts
drowned
So
much fake love in a gift to a child
until
the flowers they are have enough
they
are thinned
of
hypocrisy
It
is enough smiling of just a woman
that
the World is satisfied
he
moves
And
as in her the smile finished
the
world was displeased, it bribed
And
many of us
they
disappear in the bitterness of the life
in
a lost clothesline
A
suit smile arrives to the fastest heart
of
the one that a flowing body, polluted
