The game his in the end
The sun has already set
Just the red was left
In the sadder afternoon
My eyes divide in the sea.
My soul gulps and
I feel old and tired
Trying to hide in the gutter
Or somewhere else.
Unknown, dead and dark
My eyes and my soul bleed
Through the
Windows i see the rain
Pours killing the
Thirst of mournful flowers
The ship leaves the wharf.
Pictures are turning yellow
Erasing all the past.
A dying fetus
People who pass are automated
They walk for the
End without money
To smile at the futility
Of their material dreams
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