Life force
Life force
Every day, is a race.
I run it like no man's business…
Because it is my life,
That no one lives for me.
And I want to own it all to myself…
Without licking the axe…
Holding bye to the source…
Of what opinion brings…
After all, the rain does not fit on my roof alone…
They are memories…
Everyone shares its quarter…
Even as I stir on my mirror,
I see the scenario…
Just as nothing too difficult…
To handle, all is in live…
Worth it, passing emulation…
Because it is my life…
Kneeling before the many eyes…
They would still flog me with words…
Hurting the elbow of my soul…
Not minding if the scar is blue…
Then, I have seen it all, in life…
Living it without substitution…
Like no man's land…
Allowing the trash to fall in Poland…
A far land where I foresee to rest my mind…
My knees are mine, and I use it to lop…
When it goes, then, would I have a hand
Even though, I see it, but it is my lane…
Let me run it, it is never too late…
The flower only bud's at it time…
So Florida, but the butterflies patch on it…
It is a memory, that it once germinated from that tree
All memories to bring back…
Life is a sweet memory…
Let me have the crux…
Above mine looming fears…
For all, at the end, I would be a memory…
In the mouths of my feline.
Substitute to my fears and worries…
Leaving a tale of my wrecks...
In the hands of my feline…
And a bracing recount of my Paranal..
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