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tamaa  






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Sometimes she get the need to sin
(become the most sinful person who ever lived)
and to take all the punishment 
everyone thinks she deserve


she hate regrets 
and always regrets all her ambitious sin 
they make her fill dirty 

…

i have to go 
soon 
tomorrow 


..


i want to be in a kind of desert 
where everybody is thirsty 
where the land if open and on fire 
where the sun speaks constantly 
the children where free as they were
and adults where learning 


…



up here 
the stories of the wild 
drive the current 

men in their cars, traveling everywhere within their land 
the land they claimed and then owned
they vowed to make the world better, 
and even vowed to inspiire others to come with them. 

these men get murdered,
they get shot 
and then the shooter get shot 
and the protester get shot 


….


it’s still going to happen 
whether, i am there to feel it

the nightmares of the day,
the nightmares that sleep at night 

my body dances to fight 
fights, they make good battles 

hey young world
the world is young 

naps in the soil 
feed the smallest lives 

I’ve been here before
same mathematics 



weapons 


….



Cut the tall trees

900 000 

in 100 days 

how quickly can we turn againt ourselves 



…


she is not a poet, at least not in that sense 
she believe in poetry if we gonna talk about it 
and she can not be
a poetry rest in her
shecanmakebeansgrow
the best 
that's how she opened her doors
and ....

"i am not a poet" she sais 
"at least not in that sense. i believe in poetry, and i don't think i can be a poetry" 

you see, we get lost like that 
"i can make beans grow. and i think am the best to ever do it" 

so full of contradictions 
am ready to give it all up 
but that’s not really true 

the use of the word really 
and irony 
and internet 
and jobs 
and all drugs are the best when they are working 

i see it everywhere 


..

it’s all suddenness and cries for help 
sad
but it all feels good when it feels good 
i like it 
i love it 
the job 
the paranoia 
the what to do next 
it’s all sad and 
the paranoia 
it hurts but 
it feels so good 
when it doesn’t hurt 

...

as i left the place, 
i though to my self 
if they were ever to do that
that could have been the most improbable marriage 



…

he doesn’t really give a fuck about anything except for being right and rich 

the fist things he says 
on christmas 

you fucking idiot, there’s no need to be honest 

the wife looking 
un happy marriage 
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