A motorcycle in reverse

jueves, diciembre 23, 2021

 A motorcycle in reverse. Towards the meeting of return me. That already used. Used lies. Anguish used. Laughter and sadness. For all now. By the state of the heart. Zero state. Zero state to jumps. Zero pest status. He laughs and cries with his water hands. Claim of the tides. Claim of come broken hands. They drag and gobble us. Chained sweets. Even if the sentence dies. Our mouths lit in a cracked past, they hurt with the pain of what we have experienced.

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