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My fear is, it is that you do not return
that you take yourself the smiles in baggage
that you leave to me the fluffs of a past
my fear is, it is that you hurt with your hands
it is to believe that everything prohibited faults is not
it is to believe that the weak one has no forces
my fear is, it is to know that you do not return
it is to long for what escaped of the hands
to break with the photos and the past.
My fear is, there is the flavor of your reproach
for being quiet on having stopped in your syllables
for hiding behind my savannas
my fear is, it is to accept the orders
done the law, done the pitfall
to more love, more beggars we turn
to more indifference, more need
my fear is, it you is to be able to love
and to lose the essence of my desire
and to lose this silence accomplice
and to lose this negligence partner.
My fear is, it is that you forget me
that other walls shelter you
that another grass feeds you
that other hands decorate you
my fear is, it is to waste your game
to bet the life on the knife-edge of a drink
to declaring the war to my neighbor
to rejecting the old friends
my fear is, it is that you stop reading me
and that you extinguish all the lights
and that you close all the doors
and that it is me who is one more of your negligence
that you take yourself the smiles in baggage
that you leave to me the fluffs of a past
my fear is, it is that you hurt with your hands
it is to believe that everything prohibited faults is not
it is to believe that the weak one has no forces
my fear is, it is to know that you do not return
it is to long for what escaped of the hands
to break with the photos and the past.
My fear is, there is the flavor of your reproach
for being quiet on having stopped in your syllables
for hiding behind my savannas
my fear is, it is to accept the orders
done the law, done the pitfall
to more love, more beggars we turn
to more indifference, more need
my fear is, it you is to be able to love
and to lose the essence of my desire
and to lose this silence accomplice
and to lose this negligence partner.
My fear is, it is that you forget me
that other walls shelter you
that another grass feeds you
that other hands decorate you
my fear is, it is to waste your game
to bet the life on the knife-edge of a drink
to declaring the war to my neighbor
to rejecting the old friends
my fear is, it is that you stop reading me
and that you extinguish all the lights
and that you close all the doors
and that it is me who is one more of your negligence
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