So Many

It's so weird!
so many shades of green in my mind!
I fear one, other
I love? Green, gray?
Green, green
green cloudy
clear, I Followed It
My heart is red! And... do not match!
So many shades of....
Could be blue
Gray may be
'm lost in so many colors
Where is my sound To complete this picture?
my colors, my red, my Suffer
My Lord, my North, snow in me
under other color on to me!

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I Pass Away!

I died!
Thanks god! i am died!
For those who never fails!
Pass away for one who always judge others!
And more deep for who have not love!
Please!
Dont cry over me. Because, who, you, don't have love have to know:
Its a eight sin;
And, probably, me, i would not want you near my ashes!
Because i am being burned to pay yours prejudice!
And for me, its enough.

Then, leave me!

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My Tears are not Limpid! !

My tears weigh
it seems like stones
are not jewels or pure water
Are Hurt!

are not poetic
as the poet's words
nor beautiful as his pace
Are rude!

soak you with sadness
insist on being there
dirty water of sorrow
neap tides

still water
rainy season
body of water
In tears I drown myself

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No more words!

i have no more words
in fact they run away from me
this is payment for my sins

my entire life in few days
my entire love for few moments
this is me and my soul

again and again
sucked by the current
dragged between knots and strings

ailment on my soul
i am prone to this
my sin want cut me the hurt

take away my pleasure and delight
my words in return for
so, forever and ever mute!

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Two Words

Two words
that leads me on
others, talk about me
Ardour and Ardent!
One is the fire in the dark
I grope with my fingers and tongue
Other, is fire, almost there!
In one of them i have delight
The other burns with desire.
And i have two lovers
one rests me, the other overflows
time consuming me gently
between two words
that keep burning

Because there exists two beautiful words.

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To Love or to Like?

How to Love?
To love is so much!
To like is so slender!
A interlude, a pause, again! I need a breath!
I can fall, but not in love?
i can like, but not enough?
Baby, can you decide?
Here, exist a fragility
sometimes comes from my veins
sometimes of my dizzy brain.
and i AM not who´s complain!
this struggle even that put me insane.
But my heart claims!
Your right to beat in desconcert way!

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The taker of Souls!

To the bitter end
My soul was dragged
dirty and bruised
I became insult

'd better bury
once my mortal
and write my epitaph
they took your soul!
they stole her pen!

I was not so
No voice, no hands
without singing and charm
then quieted my love

my words now
have no more life
became disgust and shame
wrecked, shattered hopes

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Brave Men! ! ! !

I like brave men
those who goes to war
and finally returned
share with us your visions

I like angry men
that dispute your honour and bravery
in a table of bar
sharing with us your strength

I like drunk men
that spit their stories and say obscene language
with your friends
sharing with us yours laughts

I like human men
that give all time
the best and the worst
and seal our hearts with a long kiss!

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Better don't! ! !

face me tomorrow
when i have washed my face
and removed my make up
my face of lies

Face me tonight and
what you'll see probably never saw before
my face carving on marble
and you'll never comprehends

Face me today
and see my eyes of vulcan
look only to my body
empty and thanked for all this

I am unfilled and full of mist
keeping my silence for such sorrow
so face me the day after
maybe i have returned

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I've been Hacked! ! !

i've been hacked, hacked
cut, cutting
my gentle words
my kind heart
HE cut my fingers my ideas too

in a crowd of sad poets
Made me me in pieces
try to speak for me
For some
For all of us! !

He has no ideas to cut
He has no talent to cut
He has only a hacked soul

he does not know what love is
And LOVE is our task
Because Poet we are! ! !

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