Impacto

Embora não quisesse, embora fugisse, seria angustiante...
Talvez até mais se evitasse.
Somos astros, tenho certeza.
E, vivemos ambos nessa imensa escuridão vaga.
Outros corpos certamente nos acompanharão.
Mas, não brilharão como nós brilhamos.

E, a força da colisão, precisamente não será como a nossa.

A cratera aberta com certeza é inigualável.
E, ao ver cada faísca que desprende da sua superfície,
Parece aumentar mais.
Quero fugir, quero deixar de existir.
Será que com a "Colisão" eu consigo?
Ainda considero uma hipótese apenas...

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"Feridas incuráveis transformaram meu ódio em todo
aquele teu silêncio"

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Take my photo off the wall
If it just won't sing for you
'Cause all that's left has gone away
And there's nothing there for you to prove

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won

Give me back my point of view
'Cause I just can't think for you
I can hardly hear you say
What should I do, well you choose

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
A fool of everyone
A fool of everyone

Take my photo off the wall
If it just won't sing for you
'Cause all that's left has gone away
And there's nothing there for you to do

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
A fool of everyone
A fool of everyone