Putrefacta poesía
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Melancólico joven de 17 años, fumador adicto, bebedor de tristezas y pensamientos, poeta de madrugadas y medias noches. Vestigio de la muerte, algo oscuro y muerto en vida.
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Fantasies
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Shots. (Watty's 2017)
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Dangerous Love
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Well, Sh*t: a true story of Cancer, Prayer, and Emotional Shrapnel
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Mismatch
The human mind doesn't matter how mature could never conquer desires. What would happen when these desires brought you to a match that unfolds your all life into a flake of fakeness? What would be it called? A Mismatch or a Union.
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