Quando a alma gritar

Quando a alma gritar

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Grito quando choro, Quando venço, Quando me assusto, Quando me iro. Eu grito quando a alma não consegue expressar em palavras o sentimento que a envolve. Grito para aliviar o que meu coração quer dizer quando se encontra afogado em palavras e nenhuma para explicar. No intimo do meu ser que luta para sobreviver Existe um universo no qual não sei expressar. Deixo aqui em nome de todos que sentiram a sua alma gritar, As palavras que não coube no meu peito ao ponto de rasgar E derramar palavras sobre o papel. Essa respiração em poesia é para você, Tentando superar o universo dentro do seu ser.
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