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terça-feira, 1 de setembro de 2026

No light.

 you promised me

it would get better

and all I ask

is when

 

it lurks in the dark

it pretends it's fine

just so it pulls me back

showing the joy was never mine

 

at the rock bottom

I look up and see no light

I was forgotten

even before I gave up the fight

 

I could see the boat sinking

but I couldn't jump

now the deep it is reaching

and in my throat there is a lump

 

 

I've always been alone

even when you all said I wasn't

because I could see the bones

from the ones who came before me

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