General Electric Wire Manuals

Vivaldi Autumn naive and obtuse

My uncle Carlos,
unable to get tired of this crap life.

There is a moment-no matter if you're alive or dead
that life stops, breathes
and, without looking in your eyes,
gathers his things and leaves your body forever,

let you leave without even a note.

Love is a bit like that,
as life itself.
not go when you call, you invade, you light up, tired of
Beat goes and goes and leaves you
reduced to this
you were today, you were
today that you will no longer be
much it hurts,
anymore.



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