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I feel melancholy.
love cloudy days ...
Can you stop, Lord?
Could stop the sun for me, Lord?
I think this year I want to die more than other years
My mind overwhelms me ...
Where are you sir?
I am afraid ...
I have tears in my eyes ...
My face is wrinkled ...
Loneliness is not for the faint ...
has weakened me ..

I smell rain ...
Is it a storm?
How many moons without sharing?
How many laughs out?
Are you there? Are you listening?
I just ...

When the railroad came filled with tanks and bazookas ...
felt fear.
arch The earth opens to receive a corpse ...
sea mythological vented their fury against the rocks ...
prepare sailors and ammunition, are targeting the coast ...
a missile crossed the coordinate beautiful, Goodbye orphanage ...
The plaza is awash in blood and crows ... To

Lord ... Stop this
vertigo ...
my soul is stirred ...
blind gave me life.
I do not know where to go.
I can not sleep ...
sleep ... I do not know

It hurts to remember ...
all forget me.
I'm going back a ghost ...
I will run into the night ...
where nobody expected.

life I see around corners disappear.
I can not see beyond ...
The buildings me from living
I'm going to blur ...

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'm sad ...
God ...
Why did you remain silent?
Before talking with me ...
remember? You told me
: Late ... lives ...
This is the night ...
is a cloudy day.
To join you need to disappear ...
If only I were brave.
I'm blind ...
Thirst opens my throat.
and what my guardian angel?
will leave a bullet I go through ...
I should be in total agony ...
to approach God must suffer.
to get away, fill me with pleasure.

'm sad ...
Who will read this?
Am I going somewhere?
esfumaré me anyway.

And the Lord said nothing ...
He was scary, overwhelming ... endless as the desert stormy as the sea ...
opened his eyes
God forgive me ...
I've been drunk empty. I still feel the hunger for the flesh ...
my head will explode from confusion.
The night is coming and I will have more comfort that your quiet presence ...
and pain of life.

Damian Mictlantecuhtli