I do not mind the absence of your melancholy. Now my branches grow into a stronger light and warm, away from such filth and hypocrisy, now there is only love and peace, love ... that force as desired.
your movies in my head and lack of movement and negative return and not disclose, I do not care because it not worthwhile, your melody and not follow my compass and I'm happy because I finally I see so clear I break the loop without shedding any tears.
So I get up and now I am leaving you, holding your head high among the crowd of your words empty of truth, follow with your games and dreams ... that will come the day that you touch land on your own shoulder. Until then Reid under your drunkenness, the costume that you feel better.
This put an end to the false hope and illusion disappointed for not weighted in the feet follow my path as always, now after a big sigh of freedom and restlessness.
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