like throw sparks in a gasoline trail
little by little the fire grows
closer to the dynamite
intil it explodes
like the energy that runs in my veins
until it burns
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encore en vie
Poesíathe fantastic never seemed so common, the beautiful has never been more equal, life has never been more ordinary, and I've never been so confused, so I wrote.
adrenalin
like throw sparks in a gasoline trail
little by little the fire grows
closer to the dynamite
intil it explodes
like the energy that runs in my veins
until it burns
