Permaneces en vida sin ilusiones por nada... y el mundo es calor y bondad, tristeza pero belleza... tu vida muerta a traves de mis ojos. imitaciones personales que derrumban el arte de la creatividad, la destruccion del extasis, un poco mas de fuego, falta un poco de locura, busco las piezas perfectas, materiales necesarios para alzar mi voz... escasez!
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You remain alive without illusions for nothing... and the world is hot and kind, sad but beautiful... your life died through my eyes. personal imitations that collapse the art of the creativity, the destruction of the extasis, a bit more fire, lack a little madness, I look for the perfect, material pieces necessary to raise my voice... shortage!
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You remain alive without illusions for nothing... and the world is hot and kind, sad but beautiful... your life died through my eyes. personal imitations that collapse the art of the creativity, the destruction of the extasis, a bit more fire, lack a little madness, I look for the perfect, material pieces necessary to raise my voice... shortage!