My heart vibrates in a unique tone,
52 Hz has never been so lonely.
In the deep ocean, my song is a solitary verse,
My heart speaks a language apart in this universe.
A rhythm accustomed to solitude,
A symphony that no one has understood,
My cry is a masterpiece in a world where pain is art,
I pray for another heart with the same rhythm as mine.
I cry out loud but nobody hears me,
My destiny is solitude and I fear to live it.
At 52 Hz, I sing my solitary tale,
The world is an ocean and I'm the loneliest whale.
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Un poco rota..
PoetryHecho de fragmentos de mi alma, para aquellos que alguna vez se han encontrado en pedazos.
