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burning your memories

Live adrift,
Feel that everything is going well.
always fly up,
and think that I can't lose.
I'm going to make a drum of my scrotum,
just left,
He left only one photo.
I'm going to make a drum of my scrotum,
just left,
He left only one photo.
and live,
what uphill,
and feel that I don't know what I do here.
and always be dragged, and lose,
I can't think
I'm going to make a drum of my scrotum,
just left,
He left only one photo.
I'm going to make a drum of my scrotum,
just left,
He left only one photo.
and every time I look at her,
I get bad.
Every time I look at her, I get pimples.
Every time I look at her I get stiff.
Every time I look at her he hits me with the stick.
Every time I look at her, my soul shrinks.
Every time I look at you, I eat you like the fig.
Every time I look at her I eat the jar.
Every time I look at her I throw myself in the mud.
I remember your caresses,
And memory deceives me.
I eat the laziness,
And the spiders hang on me.
I'm going to soak in gasoline one more time,
I'm going to scrape to see if I turn on.
and travel from end to end the city,
Burning our bad dreams
I'm going to soak in gasoline one more time,
I'm going to scrape to see if I turn on.
and go from whore to whore the city,
Burning all your memories
No,
dressed in colors,
He left, where is he? no,
dressed in colors,
maybe,
It never existed.
No,
dressed in colors,
maybe,
will dawn
I live in a landfill,
I sleep with the moon what does it matter to be a poet or to be garbage.
what does it matter if you cheat me,
and then you would smile at me
If you were just the mare I loved most.
I don't need to see you to know that you are with me and I whinny with joy whenever I look at you.

Roberto Iniesta - Extremoduro



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