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Sonnet 08
Backwards, at the cradle a look I cast...
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I'm tired of trying, tired of crying
Deep down inside you knew I've been dying...
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The grey-white sky does not depress my view:
Most beautiful of things do turn to grey...
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This goes out to all those who've been broken,
Left alone in the dark with words unspoken...
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In the dark, things grow so old.
With no warmth to be felt...
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Moving forward was a dream
closing all doors...
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Love me
with music of the sea...
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Unaware
I paid a fortune just to know...
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Pledge to stars, voodoo dance,
Clear your space, tribal stance...
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The sky falls neatly on the sand.
With arms outstretched they beg...
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I say I want to place a period
behind your name, but everytime...
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Yo de curioso,
te mire tus ojos...