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Lie, I was thinking why I’ve lied.
Cry, I was imagining why I’ve cried
Dream, why I dreamed it for?
Die.
Love, tell me, how could I love you.
Tell why I opened my mouth.
Dance, I have to do it all night.




Bye.
Please don’t tell me goodbye.
Tell me to have hope, and don’t be afraid of what is coming up.
Sorry, I am.
Someday, I have to stop.
I have to find a way, my way.
But not now!
Save me. I need your help.
Kiss me. Love me.
And then let me go.


Por André Vernieri Fonseca