novembro 14, 2024

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 There are some days that words just come out from my fingers as if I don't write, I'd drown. 


There are some days that I lose myself in the silence that echoes in my mind, fighting to find any words that will translate what I'm feeling. 


There are days that, no matter how many verses I write, nothing seems better at the end. 


Today is a day like this, I'm so confused in the words rambling at the point of my fingers, trying to make any sense, but there's none to find. 


I just lost control. Just like I lost myself. And I don't even know how to get them back. 

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